I tremble purely in your presence,
Short of breath, reverie in pleasance.
Timidity snares my hopes and dream,
She smiles & I ache, is it me she's seen?
Aspirations rise with every night,
In morn again I succumb to blight,
My amorous wish is to hold you, kiss you,
Credence in wane every time that I see you.
Enthralled by the image of our eyes in meet,
Beating drums in my chest fail discreet,
My words flutter, will you help to allay?
Would you come for a date with me? Yay or nay?