Muse (poem)

Distracted by your presence

Distressed by your absence

I ache when you’re far

And quiver when you’re near

I watch you walk

To me or away

And my body yearns

To worship yours

Across a room

I see you sit

That special way you do

I’m entranced

My heart beats faster

Suddenly I feel goofy

Awkward

Tongue-tied