I sense your concern
About what to say or do
Two professionals separated
By a simple contract or two
I see your eyes sparkle
As I do approach
Knowing not how to act
For fear of my reproach
Perceptions amongst perceptions
Is what others will always chide
The policies dictate behavior
Emotions we must hide
But know this now
The keeper of my heart
If we don’t soon begin
When will we ever start
