...by Ibrahim Olalere

When my heart suddenly talks

"Should I look stylish or nerdy?"

Maybe both

Like Michael

Which would you prefer?

My eyes fell shy

Perhaps of camera

"Oh...  my beard's too combed"

Maybe you wouldn't mind

If I look like Menk

"How about my collar?"

The gentle rumples at my sleeves

My ado! I remained a figurine

 "do I look too smart?

Or would you prefer an Obama style?"

With you standing abreast

 And me, panting for perfection

Just like you

So, I said cheese

Just like me...

*Still hoping she likes my style*

©poesy 2016