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By: Jacob Blackburn
 
It is a little awkward seeing you in person.
After bearing our souls through a piece of plastic.
Nervousness sets in, wondering if I measure up.
Not knowing how to act, how to speak, how to stand.
I don’t understand, why with you I’m self-consious.
I want to reach for your hand,
but the fear of rejection keeps me at bay.
I long to embrace you, in a way we could only in a dream.
Holding you close, feeling the fast excited beatings of our hearts.
Do I kiss you passionately on the lips? the cheek? to forward?
To taste your full lips would be my ambrosia.
I anticipate the sweetness that awaits me.
Then I come down from my cloud high above reality.
Wondering how you feel, do you see me the same way?
Doubt sets in. Surely you wouldn’t be here with me.
Your perfect spirit, doesn’t need to be set free, especially by me.
You deserve the best. One that appreciates you completely,
Someone in tune with your needs and desires,
Maybe I am that person, with whom you can share.
Am I that lucky? I sure hope so. You’re rare.
You are not as trivial as a prize to be won,
but an honor to whom I share your presence.
When will you trust me? When will you care?
Patience is a virtue, I wasn’t ever given.
I’m trying hard, not to rush things,
for we both know better.
With these final thoughts I think I will end,
my poetic thoughts done for the eve.
Know that I like you. Know that I care.
You can trust me completely. This in time you will see.
Whatever the reason you decided to talk to me, I am grateful.
Just knowing you exist, makes me hopeful,
that one day you will choose me to be by your side.
To come to for advice, to come to for strength,
to come to for love, and a soft embrace.
For these reasons and others I will look to you.
Just let me know the real you and I won’t hide me.
Then one day, we will both be lucky. We will have found each other.

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