My Greatest Desire

Maybe in her eyes,
I was a poor man,
Standing in my stall all day,
Serving customers like a calling,
But I wanted her for me,
Beside me and with me,
I wanted all of her,
In ways my brains hadn’t even thought of yet.

I wanted the girl in a purple suit,
Whose femininity,
Was making it hard for a man like me,
To think straight.
I never really thought of anything else,
Since I first saw her,
Because what could be more important,
Than the woman,
Whose smile melted my insides?
The woman whose sight alone,
Made my reality a hazy glow?
I wanted the girl,
Who made me second-guess my signature meals,
Because I only ever wished them perfect,
For her.
Only her.

I wanted nothing more than her,
Maybe a future with her,
But I could make that happen,
If only she looked at me like I did her.
I knew she probably belonged to another,
That there was a chance she was happy,
But I knew I could make her happier,
Even as a food vendor,
She was my heart’s greatest desire.