A poem about how wonderful people make you nervous, and you can’t tell them how wonderful they are because you’re so nervous.
I hope you don’t mind that this poem’s about
you.
I hope you don’t mind that I write poems…
A-a-about you…
A-all the time…
B-b-because I do…
I hope you don’t mind that I stammer sometimes
when I’m nervous, or get too…
excited.
I hope you don’t mind the odd innuendo,
or public display of affection.
I hope you don’t mind that I’m a little
Uncouth,
and pretty damn idiosyncratic.
(I hope you don’t mind that I use words like uncouth and idiosyncratic).
And I hope you don’t mind that this poem’s about
You.
Because I don’t mind you.
You’re not half bad.
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