you are so poetic that i become an bad poet

you stand there by the bar counter
one hand on your beer and one grabbing the mic
you say nothing but every line make mine
feel like bad poetry , i know that look in your eye
how you tell everything without saying a word
yeah you make me feel like a bad poet
because you that man crush that i begin to blush
you paint the picture , neon hearts and alerts
and if i die now i would at least get an happy end
because i find you as an friend