Love Quiet Admiration

My soul forms the words,
 My heart ensnares them,
 Locking them in its warm chambers,
 My mind knows these words,
 And my fingers write these words,
 Yet my lips,
 The dastardly things
 They find no valor,
 And can not form the words.

 How is it that I can feel these words,
 With so much hope and admiration
 Just for you,
 Yet my lips can not speak them
 To tell you
 Of your shy smile
 And your crystal eyes?
 I am enamored by you,
 By your words and your laughter.

 You leave me breathless,
 As the air leaps out of my mouth,
 Twirling and bowing to your charms,
 Enchanted by your congeniality.
 Your face is imprinted in my mind
 Never leaving,
 Never fading.
 Your smile warming my heart,
 And your eyes entrancing my soul.

 I wish I could form my feelings
 Into articulate words
 Of love and wonder
 And tell you of my feelings,
 Let you know of my aspiration
 To be held securely in your arms,
 Where I long to be,
 Sitting serenely with you,
 Basking in the sweet resonance of stillness.

 But I know that wish is unattainable,
 Far out of my reach,
 Yet I admire you still,
 Yearning that one day you'll notice me
 As more than just a girl
 But as a young woman
 Whose heart you've whisked away
 Into the perpetual sky,
 Floating along the clouds.

 And everyday I linger
 Hoping for some acknowledgment,
 A fleeting look or a petite hello.
 Perhaps to even hear you speak my name
 Would bring warmth to my heart
 And joy to my days
 As I wait for you to discern
 That I, quietly,
 Admire you.