I'll employ tactics to win your heart.
But I may only ever win it by chance.
Although it may be by happenstance,
I'll hope for a passing comment and circumstance.
Love has a way of re-writing the brain,
And engendering a two-second delay.
But may those lost seconds not die;
But rather be repaid when I look into your eyes.
I'll employ tactics to make a link,
Although I'll probably overthink.
Will you see through my fumbled words
And see the clarity just beyond the dirt?