You're intimidating but not in the way that makes me fear your next movement of limbs or cower from your stature
You're intimidating in the way that you make it so hard to catch up with you
Your effortless speed of mirth and wit makes it so easy to admire
I only fear you in the way that makes me seem inadequate of proper conversation
in the way that I will reveal how unextraordinary I feel next to you when I try to figure out how to quip back
I can sense a kind of thinly veiled deeper brilliance to you that I want to see and experience
because it would be the worst kind of shame for it to be hidden and unknown
The fear is that you don't have the same respect and admiration of character that I do for you