Why Do You Have To…
Treat Me This Way So
You Make My Heart and Soul
Leap, Dive and Sink
When You Walk By Me…
Our Eyes Connect In Such A Way That
Leads To Love At First Sight…Forever Bound In Memory
Not Talking Lust… But Something So Much More
So
Don’t Get Me Wrong
We Had Only Begun To Have Met…Yet
On The Day Of My Birth…
You Took My Breath Away
“Too Many Sharks In The Open Sea, Makes Me Kinda Anxious”
So Said You On The Night That We Conversed
Tell Me All You Bear And Lean Your Head Upon Me
For As Long As My Weakening Eyes Can See…
Your Heavens Light In My Dim Lighten Eyes
It No Surprise Your One Hell Of A Woman
Don’t Mean Disrespect But You Deserve Better
You Fishing Net Caught The Wrong Kind Of Feller
I Laugh, Sing, Cry, Think When I Think Of You
Run Out Of Words That Rhyme With Words
Admire Your Inner Beauty As Well As Your Curves…
Your Wants Supply Your Needs At Meager Speeds
Whoever Is To Trample Your Heart Is A Sure Petty Thief
For A True Gentleman Would Nurture Such A Vessel As Yourself
To Take Time Out Of The Day For You Is Such A Prideful Pleasure
Your Hair Smells Of Sunflowers, Roses and Heather…
Your Voice As Soft As Golden Silk Feathers
Writing Letters Is Not My Thing
But To Continue On Like This Is A Winning Game
Don’t Make The Wrong Decisions Too Quick
Take Time…For Its Here To Use
My Mind Travels To Space And Beyond
I Shudder To Think Of The Possibilities Of A Girl Like You To Say Yes
To Such A Withheld Younger Man Like Myself
Whom You Only Know So Much About
We Must Put Two And Two Together And Begin
The Journey Of Two Hearts Apart
Fused Together By Undying Passionate Emotion Immortally Bonded
Such Soothing Philosophies Seem Highly Unlikely
Yet I Take The Dive Off The Canyon Deep Into Your Hearts Inner Core To Explore
Analyzing The Fallout Of Our Friendship, And The Beginning Of More
Hoping To Finally Reveal My Trueness To You… Now I Wait Silently
Sitting In The Chair Wondering What Have I Done…
However No Regrets Of What’s To Come Either Yes Or No Will Do
And Hope To Still Be Tight
So Until Then I Say Farewell And Excuse Me For Being To Direct And Blunt
Destiny Can Only Tell Of The Fortunes Of Past And Present
Points: 890
Reviews: 179
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