My eyes meet yours at dusk, then escape by dawn.
Words seldom spoken.
Arduous to ignore, Onerous not to stare.
Difficult to say hi much less smile or simply wave, I don’t know why I feel this way.
I present you flowers in the the strangest way.
When you smiled at me, how it took my breath away.
Take your passions of arts to new extremes.
I’ll remain as silent as a shadow speaking to a dream.
Though you’ll never know the real me,
I hope life is everything you want it to be.
If only I could tell you who I am.