you put me
under your spell
with

the way
your eyes smile
whilst
your mouth
is hanging
a bit open
in concentration

the way
your laugh
brightens up
your eyes

the way
you look
over the drums
towards me

the way
you are you

i was sitting there
drunken and
deep minded

with her
in the cold wind
talking
about everything
and nothing

and even though
i enjoyed
talking with her
i still wish
it was you

i want to know
all the thoughts
that rob your sleep
when you go to bed

i want to know
what you wish
you'd done better
in the past

i want to know
what you see
when you think
about your future

i want to know
all the fears
that lame you

i want to know
what makes you human

i was
mesmerized
by your movements

the way
your hands
danced over
the drums

the way
your face
lightened up
when you played
the rhythm right

the way
you groaned
when you didn't

the way
you laughed
at the same time
with us

i should have
listened
to what
the professor
was saying

i should have
watched
what he
was showing us

but instead

i listened to you
to the little rhythm
you played
on the drums

and i watched
the way
your hands
danced
over them