Crush

I feel like a child when I’m around you
I say the most awkwardest things like…’awkwardest’
Even more, I get butterflies in my chest, yes in my chest
Or it could be my heart beating with a pounding flutter

My eyes stay out of focus because of the inability to make up my mind on what I want to look at.
Should I study your hair? That for some reason doesn’t seem necessary to magnify your beauty
yet and still, it embodies beauty
Should I gaze at your lips? Not in imagination of a desired kiss, but in adoration of a smile that I would do anything for.
Or should I stare into your eyes? only to spend a lifetime if necessary, seeking to touch that magnificent soul.

Before I can make up my mind you interrupt my thoughts with a question,
I respond with something silly because my brain isn’t working quite right.
“That was so stupid!” I say to myself merely seconds after those silly words slipped from my lips
But you are still smiling that gorgeous smile, indescribable by any sentence that I could ever formulate with this pen.

Before long you leave.
The moment was short as they usually are, however I am left with a feeling of your presence;
that and the memory of you allowing me to serve you.
I think of that moment form time to time, and how I would love to continue doing so for a lifetime.
The only compensation I would ever need is that smile.

Moments, hours, and days later, your presence still surrounds me along with the what ifs that have come to mind…

Alas I can not finish this poem,
It flows from the bowels of my heart to which I even have no access
Only in your presence does it open and spew out these words

I may now and forever simply admire you from a distance with no intentions of an advance
But i shall and will always enjoy the feeling of being near