Your face lights up like the Eiffel tower

at the new millenium

Even when I'm not alone

And you fill my cranium

When your figure's not filling my eyes

You fill out forms

like a model at the top of America, the next

time I ogle and stare at you undressed,

my mind is Boggled and I'm scared to be so Blessed,

these lines are often swallowed because I care too much to make a mess

in my mind I'm already home and tearing off your dress

other signs ring hollow and I dare the rest

to try to bring their knowledge to bear on my breast

You can check my pecs like airline baggage

I won't check my flex, I've got all I need to manage

and my manager will flex her checks, it's a keen advantage

Gone like Septemberfest, yet the seeds are planted

A Song for the Best of the Best, only she will understand it;

And even if she doesn't, it doesn't mean

it wasn't meant to be

'cause it's not like this

is a Narcissus pond Reflection of me.