You are sitting there,
I am watching you,
I imagine you here.
Standing so near,
Making me red, but not with fear.
I feel your arm around my shoulder,
Your finger tips playing on my sleeve.
I, feeling your breath and smelling your scent.
The sensation that I hope to keep.
You are telling me how much you love,
The way I look
and the way I talk.
I blush, but keep on wishing,
For you not to stop.
Your writings, all about me,
And how I could never see.
The beautiful you,
But I just smile and think,
That I always knew.
You are sitting way over there,
I am watching you way over here.