Sitting beauty

My words have been stolen from me.
Every drop of vigilance dried out
As her ambiance blew in and I rooted as a tree
Forgetting all dangers, and losing all doubts.
 
Because there she was with her eyes covered
By the flowing river fondly called her hair,
I glanced with unclear words as I stuttered.
Shall I pilfer what I can? My soul wouldn’t dare
 
Shall an introductory hi from me suffice?
I can’t tell as my stomach’s being twisted!
The adrenaline within me is starting to rise.
Tranquility my friend why am I black listed?
 
And an awkward smirk manages to slip through.
My lovely, my sweet ,whom over there sits,
As shadows grow taller with every step of mine,
Each step towards you, another gulp of dignity.
 
And now, I reach out my hand for her to take
And she does the same and extends hers
While I open my eyes upon my wake
And some other prince grasps her fingers first.