Glance Poem by Christina Simmons

Who are you!
A diamond or my best friend?
When I set eyes on you
I wanted to look deep within
Your gorgeous dazzling eyes,
I could not fearful you'd sense...
The passion I felt towards you

With tasteless teasing I annoy myself
Each time I see you I want to speak
But can't find words
Instead instinctively I humbly glance

Although our stare crossed path,
My sixth sense tells me the attraction is mutual...
I dare not approach,
Surely I will fade away
into a dense cloud of smoke.

Doubts I have
maybe you're committed,
Confusion I don't want to bring,
Guilt I don't want you to experience,
Maybe there's someone
in your existence loving you...

Admirably and comely are your looks,
Keep my distance I must,
Far away I try to stay...
But calming influence has no boundaries.

So far I've given a quick glance,
Inquisitively I brood of your domain,
With hesitancy I speculate,
Maybe at not being your classification...
And maybe possibly,
Giving more than a quick glance.