eight inbox emails were
received by me on Saturday
with a link direction
how to access a poet's http-bay

these sorts of messages
are very similar to spam
I can't remember asking
for this butting in ram  

as soon as I see the
red ink dot com address
that's my cue not to
peruse the sender's press

Recording My Feelings For You In A Poem**

Although I met you only once, you probably don't even remember my name
although we didn't talk for very long, you really did impress me all the same
unable to stop thinking of you, a rose in your hair, or the color of your dress
I've fallen for you, your picture is now framed in my mind, your new address

It's not only your appearance, although your beauty is quite stunning
wondering if due to this fact, I too have let my hope of love running
fear stops me from approaching you, since I could not live with defeat
the thought of being rejected by you, and being left with no retreat

Uncontrollably drawn to your presence, a grace I cannot explain
seeking a way to see you again, because otherwise I will go insane
my heart tears at my mind, when a prize possession is about to go lost
love that could have been, had I made my move when our paths crossed

Even if only having met you once, that was enough for me to know
my love is paining my soul, and on my face it is beginning to show
so now I have made my decision, whether for better or for worse
recording my feelings for you in a poem, to be read verse by verse

You're on my mind both day and night, I just can't get you out of my sight
when I walk outside I think of you, to be near you is like a glowing light
since having met you that one day, now compelled with this truth to face
knowing then what I know now, together with you is my only true place

Slipping this poem under your door, for your response I do patiently await
asking for your honesty, by letting your true feelings share with me my fate
if you feel the same way, then don't let time steal the way, let love not abate
withhold not your feelings from a heart of love, this night is not yet that late

The world turns bright when the mind is filled with happiness from the heart
my love awaits your closeness, a tender love burning bright from the very start
the sweet fragrance of the rose, and the chance to chase love while still young
soft whispers of love to never depart, my song to you alone, forever to be sung