Plain Truth

Started out as "plain" truth, but quickly became a little mushier than anticipated...

I still have my eye on you

and still have my nerves

I still want to ask about you

somewhere outside of work

It's plain truth

that I've done more than my usual,

but with that said

in ways I'm still scared of you

I'm just so damn nervous 'round you

and I'm definitely not impervious

to the charm you exude

which to me seems effortless

How could someone look

so strong yet so soft?

Why does thinking of your face

keep my smile aloft?

Your vibe is like a

cool breeze on a hot day

and your eyes are stars

that show me the way

The way to what, I do not know

I'm just sure it's a place I want to go

I won't apologize for such a cliche

as being around you makes me feel so many ways

It's just such a challenge

to describe what this is

Like this isn't a thing,

but somehow there's a twist

I feel like peace

is a part of your soul

I can't imagine anyone fighting you

or anyone acting cold

You're probably not an angel

despite how I feel

What I mean to say is

if there were flaming wheels

Covered in eyes like yours

I'd be not afraid

I would only ask:

"Yes, which way

do you want me to go?"

'cause I'd definitely heed

As time with you's what I want

even if it's not something I need

Author's Note

opinions welcome