The indecision

I sat in park with piece of bread.
I saw you and... have lost a head!
I’ve come with roses in a hand.
In indecision now I stand.

You are a queen. You are so rich.
I am a boy from city's beach.
But all that I want now is you!
And I don’t know quite what to do.

I wanna see your brown eyes,
I wanna kiss you now twice!
But you don't speak to me "come in!"
And who will tell how to begin?