Blundering

When I saw you first walk through the door
Into my life for three hours a week
I instantly wished to see you more
Before you even parted your lips to speak.

I don't judge people by appearance- I'm deep
Yet how could I resist? Long golden hair,
Glinting, I catch your eye and want to keep
Paddling in the fresh blue pools I see there.

A gentle poke, a subtle hint- Do you get it?
Here's me wishing for social contact with you
Finding it possible, the light of my heart is lit
Thanks to a friend so dear, my wish came true.

Even now when you chat happily with me
Not knowing if you feel the same, wondering
If what I see in you is something you see
When you look at me in my dark world, blundering.

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