The glance he cast was casual
Unhurried light and natural
His interest in this fascinating woman
That ellicited his ardor though not sudden
For he’d watched her days on end
An enthusiasm he need not pretend
Her laughter pure and sweet
Musical and always so upbeat
Her personality drew him in
Often leaving him in a tail spin
One glance was all he required
To make the introduction desired
His curiosity was at its pique
Knowing her would be unique