To my Secret Admirer:

Ever find your mind drifting into the forest that is our love?

Daydreaming about my fingers running through your thick hair like vines run through soil.

You shield yourself in black but radiate

a light blue beam like the sky.

Your eyes pierce through mine with ease.

Can I hold your hand?

Your warmth brings me peace.

I want to feel our energy interlinked.

I reach for your hand, I’m holding your hand.

Never…let…go…

My hand in yours in the eyes of others is a rare occasion.

Can you feel my energy? 

I can feel yours, it’s strong. 

I can feel your restraint as well.

Relax and do as you want, I want you to be comfortable

but…Secret Admirer, I don’t want to be your secret.

I want you to want the world to know you want me.

Do you see the light I see in you? 

How could you not? It’s blinding. 

I want to let the world know how I feel about you.

Why? I don’t know. 

You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in a person, I want to share I finally have that.

I want to scream I love you from the rooftops, too much? 

I’m sorry, I’ll stop. 

I find myself letting go of your hand before you do.

I don’t want to upset you. 

Can you feel my energy? 

I can hardly feel yours now.

Salted water leaks out of my eyes at the thought of losing you,

amounts that could create an ocean.

The future scares me.

How long will this honeymoon phase last? 

When it dies off for you, will you let go? 

Has it died off for you already? 

I’m sorry, I’ll stop. 

My mind races, I can’t help it. 

Sometimes I wish other people couldn’t see us. 

If the judgment of others was absent, would you hold my hand, no restraint?  

I don’t want to apologize for loving you, ever. 

I want to love you in the spotlight.