Soliloquies Of A Silhouette

Poised serenity soliloquies of a silhouette,
I'm captivated by her words yet intimidated by her intellect,
Daydreams becoming reality who would have known that our paths would one day come to intersect,
In introspect I'm afraid to get intimate,
But honestly it's a little more intricate,
Gazing at the damsel in the distance a kind soul robbed of it's innocence,
In a sense a blind man with instruments,
Exposed to the beauty of a stunning lyricist,
And although the possibilities are limitless my mind becomes frivolous,
Due to daunting dread of self-doubt, but I would match Dante Alighieris tale of a journey to ninth circle of the inferno,
And the effort would all be just to let her know,
Of the countless nights I never slept and yet I dreamt,
Of compelling conversation, underneath a blue moon I would dance the night away with her silhouette,
To realize that at sunrise it was actually her kiss that left my pillow wet,
Her whisper echoes a final soliloquy,
In perfect harmony I drift away to a place just beyond infinity