SHY GUY

Quietly,..Reminding me,
Of trees...
And memories
Of mahogany family.
Beautiful artistry,
I'd really dig your company.
I thought that you would notice,
The hints that I give you.
Always at the corner of the room,
A cloud of mystery looms .

You rarely speak ,
Saving your voice
For things that matter.
But such a peak,
The deepest voice
When words you utter .
Smooth like butter
You move like,
Act like,
Sound like,
Then one I'm after.

Locks so thick,
Voice so deep.
Legs too weak,
My voice to speak.
How can I reach you?
Get to know you ,
What you are used to .
I'm on the same page as you,
I wouldn't dare to abuse you.
There's nothing that I can't explain to you ,
I was made for you.

Alone,
I have always been.
Even in the company of many,
It seems.
 Shakespearean sorrow ,
Where do I begin ?
I keep my circle closed,
Hesitant to let people in.
But you are my kindred spirit
Do you know what this means?
In you, ...I see me.

You are a riddle ,
I cannot solve .
You are the truth ,
Fully evolved.
Young lion alone,
In a world of wolves.
Intellect like my own.
Inhabitant of the thrown.
...Please be my home.

With my eyes closed ,
I imagine us lost .
In each others dreams and thoughts .
Of course,
I could be the water to your boat.
I offer you this and more .
Real recognizing real,
Mind stimulating machine .
Deeper than the blue sea.
How happy I would be,
If you chose to be with me.
I wish that you would call me,
Maybe.