Disclaimer: I actually don't mention any characters, but I still don't own Pokémon.
 
A/N: Woo-hoo!  >>cough cough<<  >>honk<<  Darn it, I'm out of Kleenex...  ::sigh:: I'm home sick today, but I did manage to dream this up!  Although it *could* have something to do with the medicine or the fever or something...Oh Joyful Allergy Season (yeah right.)!!!
    Anywhat, I don't really specify whose POV this poem is from, nor do I say to whom it's directed!  You'll all just have to figure that out by yourselves!
 
Catch Me Staring
 
 
What would you do, what would you say
If you saw me looking forever your way?

Would it feel right?  Would it feel weird?
Would it be something you've wanted or something you've feared?

Would your gaze embrace mine and then linger there
for minutes turned hours, returning the stare?

Are yours magical eyes that will see through my mask?
Just don't break my heart.  That's all I can ask.

So I have to wonder: does green reflect love?
Can they perfectly mimic the stars up above?

I'm losing a battle that I never did fight,
Simply adoring you late in the night.

All the nights that I can't get to sleep,
I watch over your slumber, and that gives me peace.

No matter how hard the days always seem,
At night I know that I can just dream.

I dream about you and your intoxicating eyes
and I start to feel something that won't be denied.

It's love, plain and simple and perfectly true
and I know I can't hide it much longer from you.

And now I must snap out of my sweet reverie--
I'm keenly aware that you're staring at me.

Now I've been caught, so what will you do?
I can't turn away; I'm addicted to you.

The wind blows a bit and still we don't blink.
I can't move or do anything; I can't even think.

All I see is you, and that's all that matters
as your gaze shreds my tough outer shield to mere tatters.

I'm fully exposed, a complete open book.
How could you do all of that with one look?

Or have you been staring when I'm not aware?
Did you lie awake to watch me sleep there?

Have you been breaking me down all these years,
so that someday you'd see me as you now see me here?

You climb to your feet and I'm breathless again
as you lean down and offer your hand.

I take it on instinct and it's all so surreal.
I've no time to react; I can just feel.

I feel your lips softly brush mine,
first timid, then again, and braver this time.

So, this is it, the answer I sought,
and I must admit that I'm thrilled that I was finally caught!
 
 
 

~~OK, hope ya liked it!  So who *was* talking, anyway?  ::devilish grin::  And once again, my purple Meowth will take care of all flames!~~