Reason Behind The Rhyme

So today while I was working, he came to me. I was taken aback by his sudden presence. "I don't want him here", my head says. But my heart says the entire different story.

I'm trying to forget him, or whatever desire I have hidden towards this fine man. But it's difficult when this is all you have to get you excited about life. He wore nice white shirt, crisp and clean. Perfectly ironed. I wonder if he ironed it himself. I bet he did.

If there are no rules and exceptions in life, I would probably hug and kiss him all over. The kind of kiss that could make you fall on your knees and beg for mercy. The best kind there is.

I would have done just that if I have enough courage to tell him what I want.

But what about rejection? What about it? That, my friend, could lead to total humiliation.

I would be totally degraded, disgraced..

I would probably resign and live somewhere out on the moon...