I adore the hairs at the back of your neck
Oh stranger, can I pick one?
I enjoy riding slowly on the waves of your delicate golden hair.
I'm feeling anxious, for if you turn
your pretty eyes will notice my declaration of love,
Your pointed nose will sniff out my guilt.
I'm a little scared.

Anonymous, how plainly you are dressed
But glancing around I see you looking better than the rest.
I'm bound by societal rules
Like a sunflower trapped in a dark room
Wishing I could run a finger down your nose
Love you with sweetest prose.

You're just there
Standing within arms reach
If I were feeling daring
I would turn you around and begin a speech

Standing behind you here, oh the bliss!
If I were feeling eccentric
I would lean forward and
Give you a
Quick
Kiss.