Cold

I'm standing out cold
While you're writing a note
My hands like two ice cubes
And a call in my throat
To yell your name out;
To embrace just one gaze
Of truth and of knowledge or a quick-witted phrase

So fast, I am whizzing
Yet words are delayed
My heart's playing hopscotch
While your brilliant eyes fade
And I wait for my being to charm you with grace
Or convert your soft grins to an awkward embrace

Do you share these temptations to block all else out?
Do you share my confusion and unwanted doubts?
Kind words and deep readings
Curl into my mind
But my mouth just can't spit these planned phrases and rhymes
So I'll wait, I suppose, to watch your heart climb
Past obstacles where others fell through Last Time