Dear Miss Acquaintance,
This is quite simply such a lovely weather today, is it not?
A fine blending of the seasons, neither too chilly nor too hot
Matter of fact, the sky matches perfectly the blue in your eyes
A cool ice cream colour with a sunny disposition, quite nice
Flattery? Ah, no no, dear miss acquaintance, it is all genuine
Although I quite like the rogue in your cheeks from the dopamine
But enough compliments, before I embarrass myself silly
How was your day, dear miss acquaintance? Pray tell me
I bet it’s been absolutely marvellous, a bonny little jive
Perhaps you’ve gone out with a parasol to take the stars alive
Or caught a redhead fairy in your perfume jar, named it Amelia
Gave it as a present to your cousin, who cheers in hysteria
Maybe you found a butterfly weak, tucked it within your lace hanky
Wept emeralds and rubies in a fit of an injustice melancholy
Ah, how awfully kind it is of you, dear miss acquaintance
Oh how I wish I wasn’t admiring your kindness from a distance
I sorely hoped I was there to offer you a comforting wonder
Or feign a jocular slapstick act to lighten your spirits asunder
Did you pass today by the candy shop, hugged all the sticky kids?
Did you pet that calico tabby by the park, just like you always did?
Did you set in motion a million carousels, spinning pins, Ferris wheels?
Did you make this planet a little greener than it is with your soft rosy heels?
You are quite the mystical creature, I must say, dear miss acquaintance
Your precious soul’s much too fine with purity for the universe to even taste
You splash colour to leaden tinsel towns like a Rembrandt with your dance
Making assurance that not a single day goes by you to wither and waste
Yet now it’s quite the gracious blessing to be resting at the same park bench
With you, dear miss acquaintance, it pulls even my stubborn heart at a wrench
You sit there with that whimsy smile of yours, polishing painstakingly your glasses
I stumble silently on my quill and linen as centuries cease, a sluggish second passes
Ah, it seems, dear miss acquaintance, that you’re rested and ready to head on home
You smile back to me, a glowing lollypop smile, and I trance before I wound up alone
Sitting dumbfound, holding a shaky envelope, a lost letter of all the things I have yet to say
Forgive me, you’re a busy maiden, my dear miss acquaintance, perhaps you’ll hear me out some other day.