Admiration's Bound Poem by Noen Muti

Let admiration be confined to its own sphere,
Your beauty I behold, but bringing you is unclear.
Consider me merely the air that lingers near,
Gazing upon you, a presence distant yet dear.

Amidst dreams and reality, I'm swept away,
You, like a star, shine boundlessly at bay.
Imagine me as a gentle breeze at play,
Caressing your hair, though unseen in the day.

This longing etched in the rhythm of silence,
Just admiring, within a distance so immense.
Let the heart wander, uncertainty in its essence,
Like a soft breeze, with no knowledge of presence.