Nameless

You open your eyes, if just to reveal

All of the hate I cannot conceal

You open your mouth if just to unveil

All of the judgment, I cannot avail

You stand their glorious

Me mocking, “victorious”

You stand there now hurt,

Me mocking, too curt

You laugh though this is not in fun

I stand there as proud to everyone

You are far too nice to this jerk of a me

I thank you dear woman for that you still be

You are so special, precious in deed

So beautiful in and out, its beauty you bleed

I am so often too confident of self

If you thought truly, I’m the dust on your shelf

That menace it smothers the fun things you love

Me, a jerk, of ego— above

I ought to thank God each day that I stay

For, so easily, so clearly you should blow me away

You walk through the halls and I swear you do glow

If only you knew all these feelings I know

Your magnificent nature, much different from mine

Helps me, though faltering, to walk a straight line

You are quite special; I may love you in fact

I’d give you this poem if my confidence intact

I long to see you, to say you’re with me

To be no longer two, but rather one tree

I know that this is not what I deserve

It’s just that I long to love you and serve

To go through this life to make you more glad

To dry all your tears, may you never be sad

Perhaps in my prior, ignorant way

I hid from you everything I dream as I lay

In telling you plans, and dreams that I have

I hope that one day we can do both as halves

That we follow each other, and thusly we lead

To destiny, in love, with alacritous speed

Though stopping at pleasure to give a flower a sniff

Hand in hand we could walk my darling, what if

I realize that this may one day be read,

But please don’t let pity augment my stead

I wish for the chance to love and to learn

But choose for yourself, “what do you yearn”

I’ll be just fine I’m just a romantic

If I’m with you right now, look up, I’m frantic

With this do I close this honest tale

Presenting my love as a raven, in gale

I admire you, and enjoy spending my time,

Expressing my feelings, of you through this rhyme

And so here’s my die, cast in the pot

Last but not least, I like you a lot

There’s my two cents probably covered with soot

But finally, now the shoe’s on your foot

…

Waiting for an answer

Dreaming for hope

Falling to reality

I feel like a dope

Please know that whether a yes or a no

Call on me anytime, the places, we’ll go

You will forever hold a place in my heart

Just know, my dear lady, what a treasure thou art.