To My Staring Admirer

Shivers, your stares send through me The implication, I have no clues Could be shivers of longings of thee Craving for your soft-spots with dues Like I'm distant, you stare with remote attention On ablaze, my breast pounds with uneasiness And with anxious care, I miss the true emotion Shrinking from your disapproval, I smile with faithfulness Your stares, whether for passion or enticement With blushes they leave me restlessly uneasy Even with purpose of reprove and chastisement With blushes, they render me awfully dizzy My pleas to you, my staring admirer, I present To confess with sincerity, the desire of your remote part And to stare no more your thoughts; but consent To the rhythm and craving of your love-sick heart