When I stare at you (OK, it’s just a jpeg (I have a few))nBut when I scrutinise your face I don’t see a picture, I see a hiding placennAs you lay across that chair (Is that your bedroom? Do you take photos in there?)nDid you realise just then how you’d be entrancing a million men?nnYou’re above and beyond anyone I could meet; I’m admitting defeatnI just hope whoever you choose to ensnare deserves to be therennBecause you have the most insanely beautiful eyesnAnd you’ll devour the world, the day they recognise your awesome powernnMeanwhile I’ll be here, still just watchingnnThe most insanely beautiful eyesnAnd you’ll devour the world, the day they recognise your awesome power