The Coward Waltz

I have known her
For several years now
And she has interested me
From the moment I met her.
She is a beautiful lady
With a heart of gold
But a frightfully timid soul.
I have watched
In silent intrigue
As she learned
To spread her wings and fly.
I have encouraged her
Along the way
All the while knowing
That she could easily decide
To take wing
And I might never
See her again.
I have yearned to hold her
To have her be mine,
But I too have been afraid,
To skittish to ask
For fear of rejection.
I have entertained
Great fantasies
Of our being together,
Yet still I said nothing,
She probably
Already knows
How I feel about her,
For I’m not very subtle
About such things,
But why play these games?
Why not let her know
What I am thinking?
She could say no,
Or she might say yes,
But at least I would
Have an answer.
There is a certain
Amount of humor
In the coward
I am being,
But at the moment,
She is unquestionably
The most intimidating,
Yet challenging,
Fear I face.