Consider my contemplative,
warm and adoring affection
sent your way.

Consider the day...

and the gentle sway...
of the trees,

and the shadows that softly play
upon the leaves,

as they fall...
spiraling down --

to the ever-waiting ground.

Consider the whispering sound
of the breeze

and how it leaves you longing...

for someone to hold you close;
to quench that thirst
for belonging...

Consider yourself admired...

and, my dear, it is clear:
you are so worthy of admiration;

not for your looks -
your physical beauty is quite evident...

but for every single thing about you that,
for some unknown reason,

keeps me so greatly inspired.

Consider the keys that I press...
my affection sent to you,
on the wings of a wire...

for this mutual
needful and aching,

unrequited desire.