I grope for words
To fit the gentle burst
Swirling in my guts
Each time i steal
A quick gaze
At your pretty face

Memories of your visage
Seem not to blur
For they stick to me
Like a stubborn burr

The tyranny of shyness
Having barred me
From unveiling my heart to you
I'll post it to you
Via the wings of fate

My mind is a whirl of thoughts
For i know not,what taste
My message of love will bring

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