Secret Admirer or Sweet Dreams

Needing sweets to complete this feat

Detoured by quest for nature’s motif

Recurrent is this excursion to adventure

Per chance, I capture a fair maiden’s glance

Recognized by returning glints from pearly whites

I delight at her being my one and only insight

Such is romance based on mental singular fantasy

Although each week I return 2b sure she’s feeling me

Fancied feelings of butterflies floating in summer meadows

As we embrace under cherry blossoms of early spring

My heart sings her reverent melody sung with intent

As cupid’s arrows continue to zing past my rapture

Sweet thang is her given name by my libido taken to rise

Spectators silently cheer our apparent silent cries of love

Unheard or unheeded, as fear sells stories a love never needed

Retreating my nerve to smiles signaling, temporarily defeated

As I back away in thoughts and motions preceding my emotions

Nestled in a far away corner of this cafe with heart in hand

I observe her counter moves, as she looks my way as I turn away

Love’s periphery teases and tantalizes our love being caught indiscreet

Day by day is the same play by play as pheromones are released

Dreams of licking her honey drenched skin fill me with euphoric bursts

Hoping such psychic revery causes her to come hither sharing my bliss

Wishing for her cherished love to manifest most assuredly

Ready to live out roles played for real instead of surreally inside my head

The store cat brushes past my leg and knocks over my bag……

As Sweet Thang hurries over to shoo away her feline competitor

Our eyes meet and creation can be seen by pupils that linger

As she utters…..”would you like a refill of your butterscotch café mocha?”

I studder “yesssss”……as she fills my cup and smiles and slowly fades…

I stare after her sway, blessed by manifest reality at play…….as I wonder….

And still secretly admire…..the one who was sent by me?