If it were appropriate
I would write you a poem
singing your praises
praising your traits
trading on your lyricism.

I would declare your amazingness
decry you gloriotomy
declaim your neatitude.
I would state
for the record
how delightful
how down-to-earth
how demonically beautiful
you are
– demonstratively.

If I could
I would share such spirited concepts
with you.
I can’t though,
so I shan’t
– not now.
Not until it becomes somewhat
more appropriate.