Here's a poem I'm thinking about sending to her:

If I wasn’t just your patient, would I be your hearts desire?
If you weren’t with someone else, would I be the one that’s on your mind?
When I’m with you everybody else just seems to disappear.
Do you ever feel the same or am I just being silly?
If I ever built a ship that could ever leave this place,
Would you ride with me to an island, deep in outer space?

If I came to you and no one knew, would you let me in?
Would you wrap yourself in my arms and kiss me?
Would you let things happen on a whim?
Or would you tell me go away?
Sometimes I wonder what you’d say.

Are you afraid of me?
Am I not right for you?
Do I make you uncomfortable?
Am I just a foolish clown?
I really hope I don’t come off weird.
I would never mean to creep you out.

Though we’ve talked for a few months, I don’t know that much about you.
But one things for sure, I think you’re really sweet and cute.
I search closed doors for questions I cannot answer.
In the rain I remain your ever adoring dreamy dancer.



Here's the other part.
I'm not sure if I should include it.

Would you let me undress you with my teeth?
Then kiss every inch of your body?
Then make love to you until we both could barely breathe?

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I am your poet in the night.