In one summer night you got my attention
your warming introduction was executed with great perfection
The word interesting is not enough to describe what I felt
seemed like interest times infinity
with a little pinch of the ingredient that made me melt.
For awhile there curiousity took control of the situation.
"The Bear" only had champagne thoughts of you during his hibernation.
Is it love or lust? I still have no answer.
Yet the suffering of admiring sometimes feels like cancer.
A disease called "being infatuated with crush like symptoms", if you will
Not a disease that cannot simply be cured by a just a "over the counter" pill.
But it still remains to be seen...."How does she feel about me?"
"To be or not to be?"
for that question I answered neither, A or B
but instead the letter C.
C = "To be or not be (in love)?....but just to like."
You fly, I fly, we high like a kite.
This is my private confession to those who don't know...
to the one I'm writing this for it goes to show,
"I really do care about you and I hope for you the best."
Took me awhile to have the courage to get this off my chest.
Big Jay the poet only telling like it is, his way.
I'll wait in line, take a number....for that day.
The day when you be my "Queen" and I your "King".
Celebrating "us", on that lovely holiday in Spring.