Maybe He Is Afraid Poem by Raimi Babatunde

When our eyes locked
It was titanic
Instinctively i knew his mind
I saw the looks in his eyes
With a big smile on his face
Wearing a Calvin Klein perfume
He approached with caution
"My name is Romeo, will you be my Juliet? "

He had the poise and elegance
But something wasn't right
He seemed like a playboy
Judging from his dexterity and calmness
Maybe he has a royal blood
Or maybe he just wanted in
To feel my precious particulars
They all seemed calm at first
Until they pass heavens gate

With a perfect dentition
Seperated by a gap tooth
With nice cordinated muscles
Fitted in a six foot four frame
Biceps like Joshua
This is surely the king of Zanga
But I've got to hold my own
Now, I remember my finishing school
Wait, let him come to you
And be the Lady!

From clap, we entered dance
He asked for a number
I didn't hesitate
"Your smile melts my heart"
"You look like an Angel in Red"
"Were you born on a Sunday? "
With our eyes looked
I fell for him instantly
He was a fine Word Artist

As he made to leave
Maybe he thinks i am hooked
He didn't even ask me out
"Does he think he is somewhere? "
Maybe he is playing a game
Of course I was not alone
But this, pure love at first sight
I wish he never left

Maybe he is afraid
Or he thinks I am involved
Days turned nights
Nights turned days
Until I heard from the other end
"Hello, It's me, your friend"
Oh my God! He finally called
Before I could simmer
"Just called to check up on you"
Then he dropped the line

Dear, Male Admirer
Please don't be like him
Stop assuming or asking
If we have boyfriends
If you like her enough
Just make your move
And the decision be hers
If she has a boyfriend or not
And if you aren't game
Please park well
That others may see clearly

Babatunde Raimi
Author/Life Coach/Poet