Afraid To Collide Poem by Chidiebere Raphael

Today, I saw a damsel, a visage bright as the moon, though I must confess, I considered her brighter than the moon. I recall her endearing eyes, how they tempted my heart to spill its secrets in a crowd where eyes and ears stood agape.

We barely were an inch apart, and so I struggled between stealing a glimpse of the moon's light and concealing my act from her precious sight. Two quick glimpses I dared, but by the third, I was caught. Who knows what penance the moon will demand?

Yet, in her brightly shining face, I sensed an inner turmoil; I could nearly hear the pounding of her heart over the clamor, and noticed how her arms crept to reveal her shy heart. As time slipped by, I made no effort to face the moon's judgment; for just as she was in her heart, so was I—Afraid to collide.