I’m going to try now
Try and explain the sensation
Of a muttered word caught barely
Of the motion of wind felt lightly
As you brush past me almost daily.
I’ll try and compound on the feeling,
When we’re within miniscule distance
When my heart starts to beat with a quickness
That I fear you can see its imprint.
Will you understand my stuttering rambles?
As my tongue sticks like a bag in a thicket
Like a bird flutters panicked against a current
Or a rabbit running scared from its assailant.
I’ll try and put it now quite bluntly
For I see you misunderstand so subtly
That I find you entrancing, engulfing
And I’m sad that I found you too late.