Face dots with water drops,
He deprives fear of its due props.
"Dave you can do this!"
The man in the mirror repeats.
She seats under the almond tree.
In the hue of dusk, such a glee
He pants for as dear for water,
So much he's become her stalker.
Today he plans to break the ice;
But his courage seems not to suffice.
Practice: "Hi, my name is David."
No, he needs to sound more fervid.
Chin up. He must look cool.
Now, this man in the mirror is a fool!
Fear makes this venture frustrating;
Palms and underarms are sweating.
Just arm's length away from her,
And cold feet can't move any further.
Too late, her eyes fall on his;
"Hey" he laughs, "my name is Davis..."
Davis? Drops a brick on his own name?
How could he be that lame?!
"Davis." She says, "How can I help you?"
His lips grow so sticky as hard glue.
He grows from lame to weirdo;
And the silence makes him feel loco.
"Davis..." "No, it's David..." He snaps.
"This ought to be as easy as faps."
"What? Faps?" She laughs.
"Oh... I... Nah...It's not..." He baffs.
"Come on, have a seat."
The ice thaws from his frozen feet;
Breathes as though for the first time;
No gallows awaits his speech crime.
"See. I just wanted to say hi...
"Like since the first time I saw you walk by"
She smiles, "Now that you have?"
"So." He sighs, "Now that I have...
"Could we? Grab a bite? Some time?"
"Well. I'm free tomorrow. By this time."
His phone rings loud into his ears;
The fog on his eyes clears.
"Hey. Sup Dave, it's Franklin."
Dang, all this while he's been napping.
The voice on the phone fades;
He wishes to return to that place.
He has slept off after the mirror talk;
For two hours, says his room's clock.
Faps?! That's indeed a crazy dream;
Yet it makes his optimistic lens gleam.
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