Fill In The Blanks (cheesy love poem)

can you read my eyes I hope you don’t see what’s beneath their interest,
give myself away in every scene there’s always chance at romance,
will I lose my mind and inner monologue becomes the outer,
before I know just what I said its too late now its getting louder,
voices are so clear, but from my mouth the executions lacking,
Tongue is just a springboard for the words, they’re diving, belly-smacking,
every time I take a breath of air I choke from seeing you,
you’re too much for a too much world and too much more- my lungs are through,

I wish I’d get a grip and take you out with someone else’s car,
Or offer you a ride on my cool bike I’ll pedal us real far,
I’d take you on a bus- back seat for us- or we can spot the stars,
Can’t find them in the sky, they’re at your feet, we’re on the Blvd.

I’m grateful that you think that I don’t stink and we can just hang out,
But sometimes I get scared that all my longful stares are figured out, I
DOUBT you even know that this was my attempt to raise awareness,
even though it’s just a poem I’m some what scared to even share this,
please forgive me
I will try to figure out a way to say,
that "blank, I think I blank you and that blank blank- do you feel that way?"

and even if it leads to something dreadful like a big rejection,
it kills me more to never know…would she ever give me affection,

yeahh…

I’ll get around to it.