My pic showing me in peril is the one that piqued your interest.
You warned me, telling me to flee, but the monster would not rest.
For it seemed, we had a rapport, and fun with words soon followed.
I felt instantly at ease, there was tease; you said that’s not allowed.
Relaxed and at ease, we made plans to meet, you said I was cute.
Sorry I couldn’t send you a map, they don’t allow pics of the route.
The drinks were nice, seeing you for real, it did entice.
My desire to see you again, I expressed, but you remain quiet.
Are the things I said, leaving you with suspicion and disquiet?
There doesn’t seem to be an attempt to hide, I still see you out there.
Communication to learn about each other, chatting is a harmless affair.
Hope you give me a chance; you are my first and best match.