I'm morose and thinking of you
I wanted to create some mental distance
So I tried to think of why I dont have a crush
On you
The strangest thing happened
I smiled
I thought of your passion for life
For the sea and her creatures
Inexplicably I felt delight
At merely knowing you
If you were to reject me
My pride would feel wounded
I'm sure that I would be hurt
Yet it's my own self doing
I could accept it
To be your friend I would want to be

I know you're not looking
Which I find quite unfortunate
Because I believe I have seen
A lot of fair women
None as rare as you
Like a unicorn so elusive
A slight glimpse of your smile
Has me captivated and smitten
Your wit leaves me staring at a wall
With thoughts of the future at the forefront
Annoyed by their ever steady presence I submit
To the thought of you and I in a battle of wit

How funny and peculiar this is
I started with the intention of separation
Like the sun over the skyline over yonder
Instead I wrote a sappy poem
About you

If i continue i know the risk
To get shot down over sea
To find myself in a raft
Desperately peddling myself back towards peace and contentment
Yet this undertaking is daring
I could not resist the mission
For a man of romance and culture
What is more valiant than the fight for her heart?
With this line I do find peace
Before my campaign begins
Because if I fall i wont be floundering
My misery and shame will be gone
I accepted this of my own accord
My situation is my own doing