Poem from an Admirer

Perhaps you know me, perhaps you do not
Although if you did, easily I'd not be forgot
Unique you are among the wild flowers
Lasting charm unweathered is your power

Confess I do that you caught my eye
A friend in you to find if I might try
Look close and you will see my name
Loss of words, my voice does not wane
Always respect, my composure will be given
Whatever it may be, that is you decision
Ages I could wait to know your desire
Yours truely...an admirer