Speechless Poem by Andre Brown

I don't know what to say to you sometimes other than to tell you how I feel,
but that's like traversing a slippery slope without falling head over heels,
Like walking on thin ice over a mine field  blindfolded, playing macro polo,
Reaching at the sound of your voice totally at your mercy,
trodding a thin line between being honest & being thirsty,
But I'd be lying if I said I don't want you,
I think about you all the time even when I don't want to,
I'm not desperate I'm just direct, butchering this love dialect trying to tell you something I hope I don't regret.