Whenever confronted by beauty, like a rose

  or the soft enchanting gaze of a lovely lady

  there are feelings deep down that no one knows

  as my heart becomes a cell, and I the detainee.

  I’ve fallen in love many times, almost every day

  when I lock eyes, or even smile at a pretty face.

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  Most times I am terrified, unsure of what to say

  cowardice ruining any chance of warm embrace.

  And days when I do speak, sometimes it’s alright

  as I make overtures and attempt to break the ice.

  Some days words come easy, others can be a fight

  for I continue the long search for my lost paradise.

  One day I shall find her, or she might discover me

  someone to grow old with and share a cup of tea.