'Hey...' Poem by david lessard

Must you be so warm and lovely?
Must you be so sweet and kind?
You drive me to distraction...
and meddle with my mind.

Why are you so darn attractive?
Why are you so filled with joy?
Can't you see me falling?
Must you be so goldarned coy?

When I see you, I am speechless,
My tongue is tied, no words come out,
You have the power to petrify me,
With a laugh or with a pout.

I'm like a schookid I remember,
Shy of girls and people too,
Wringing hands behind my back,
For want of better things to do.

Must you look at me that way?
Just seeing it, I blush,
I want to know you better,
But I do not want to rush.

If I can get the first word out,
I'm sure I'll be all right,
If I can't get it out real soon,
I may be here all night.

I stand around and try to look cool,
Not thinking of what I want to say,
Until, without much thinking on my part,
I open my mouth and blurt out...'Hey...'

You giggle, I guess you think it funny,
I blush again and glance at the ground,
You answer back 'Hey...' and smile,
Inside my chest, my heart begins to pound.