I lie down and think of writing about
him,
Nothing comes to my mind, except an
image in rim,
He looked like an outline of a man in
rage,
When went closer, he was simple &
composed like a sage,
He had his hair arranged in a spike,
Look at them, seems all barber’s are
on hike,
His eyes were dark and serene like a
scoop,
Once you look at them, you fall in a
loop.
He was 5.8”, intelligent and smart,
You can consider him as a quirky art,
A daring, caring man with a tousled
hair,
Boundless curiosity and a spirit to
share,
He seems to be a man with no ego and
pride,
Someone I would love taking a ride,
He is an epitome of love and crazy
dream,
Just like the buttermilk with extra
cream.
I tried to have a simple
Conversation,
He was shy to express, that was my conclusion,
He says he never had any fantasy,
I guess I have a place to fill him, I
have a vacancy,
A boy with pure passion and lust,
His erection seems to never get rust,
I wondered if he was right,
Whether he is saying the truth,
One moment he made me happy,
Another moment he made me blue.
His mind seemed to be mysterious,
But looking at him, he wasn’t
serious,
He was as enthusiastic as in carouse,
He was a figure to make me arouse,
Opening my eyes to this feeling
unseen,
I let him be my only king.
With the passing time, I was losing
my essence,
The reason for his prolonged actions,
Anger in him was like a ponderosa
pine,
Come in front of him and he would
break your spine,
He had the craze to smoke and is a
sleepyhead,
He is someone to dream about in the future
ahead.
The persuasion of his dream seem a
little tough,
But nonetheless he is far more than
tough,
At one point when he was not able to
control,
He struggled a little and thus
changed his role,
I know his heart is full of worries,
But he never answers my queries.
He has his secret no one will ever
understand,
He appears so strong on the outstand.
For a while rejection and alienation
become his identity,
In all desperation, he cried out for
serenity,
He stood firm with his grit and
courage,
Fighting all odds and breaking
worldly cage,
He desire a future so bright and
glee,
Which will once again breathe life in
thee.
He is a person to hold through
difficult times,
His caring words are worth much more
than dimes,
A partner who fills your life with laughs
and smile,
These memories of him last for miles
and miles,
He is a joy that cannot be taken
away,
Once he enters, he is there to stay.
Having a bestie is today’s trend,
But I’m talking about my boyfriend,
His name has pride in them,
Look, this man is in my hem,
I have this thing in me,
I fall in love with a man I dint see.
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