MUTE EMOTION
Cancelled coffee dates
Letters unsent
E-mails that remain as draft
All with good intent
Some unfounded fear
Borne of past regret
Worry of abject failure
Expectation never met
See a sparkling smile
Immediately smitten
But still sat incognito
Bullet never bitten
Turning over new leaves
At an alarming rate
Ground down with uncertainty
All beyond debate
One day I'll write that letter
Or we'll meet in a bar
But until the opportunity avails
I'll admire from afar
I often picture in my mind
Someone I've never met
Who knows what may await?
Existing but just not yet
The Magic of Chance...
DM 2017
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