Roving eye

Roving eye

I have a roving eye

What can I do?

Its all upto you

To see me in my eye

It’s my only worldly possession

I can ever give you.

My eyes are my fortune

People of all walks

Of life and age

Stop by to

In my eyes gaze

Some return my look

With a smile,

Some wink,

Many shy away

Those who retort to say

Why are you staring my way?

I simply say

Do please get out of my way

I am looking at pair anyway.

They look in that direction

And giggle too

As they see a pair of dogs

Trying to her woo.