My Follower

I first met him, in the street,

As I was passing by,

Singing the unknown tunes,

Lost in my own world,

His eyes were enough to wake me up,

He looked into my eyes,

My heart beat me like an boxer,

I turned back, resumed my walk,

My steps became wider,

Foots became faster,

Not to speak of my heart,

He was still a boxer,

I turned to the right, he did the same,

I turned to the left, he did the same,

I reached my destination, closed the gate,

"Can't I enter?" His eyes spoke,

"No" I replied to the street dog.