The Key

How can I be so dumb
if I am usually so smart?
The thing I can't figure out
is my way into your heart.

It's like your heart is locked away
and someone has the key.
My only problem is,
that someone isn't me.

But for now I'll sit here girl
I'll wait without any move
For when that person drops that key
my love for you I'll prove

A chance with you is all I ask and that,
I think, I'll earn
Everything about you
is what I hope to learn

You seem to me a mystery
keepin everything unknown
I hope as I write this poem,
my cover isn't blown

You seem to be just like my poetry,
a piece of loving art.
How can I be so dumb
when I am usually so smart?