Delicate Girl

Delicate Girl

I avoid you,
can not come close to you.
Just study you from across the room
and that I do,
so carefully,
so slyly.

I know by heart
the way you flick your hair
with your fingers
when you laugh,
your nose wrinkling.

My nose has told me
you wear the same perfume
as I,
sometimes the same nail polish
and I've seen you read books
I love with my heart,
but yet
I can not come close.

I can not meet you
as something tells me
deep in my ancient heart
that you are the one.

You are the one.

And if I meet you
the world changes.

Delicate girl.