Undelivered poem of love

When I first laid eyes upon you,
I was in my island tourist shirt.
You seemed so young with golden hair, and innocent smile,
With one glance, I was impressed.

Then at the show of magical delight,
During the pause when the lights came back,
I turned around, much to my joy,
I met your eyes and became completely entranced

I cursed myself for being so shy,
I wished that my mind was much more sly,
So I did what I do when I'm not sure what to do,
I wrote this poem so I might give it to you.

by Marcus