NNH

Peeling free from my obscurity,
long forgotten ideas await.
The simple rules apply in necessity;
to make the moves of fate.

A simple question masks an intention;
to put my arm around waist.
The dextrous of moves to not peak your attention
could be my undoing in my haste.

But avast and behold, success!
not rejection but the sweetest caress,
intoxication your smell, so sweet o so divine
I believe you are, o yes, so refine.