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A Man's Love Confession


Those luscious brown lips, with those magnificent thighs that hug those hips.

Everything about you glitters.

From your eyes that shine like the sky.

To your smile that is one of a kind.

Every time I see you, my feelings grow.

I want to be your friend, and connect like a bow.

Maybe we can become something more,

And fly higher like birds and soar.

I just want to hold your hand, and let it sink in yours like sand.

Is this too much to ask?

Too many girls these days find this to be an unspeakable task.

A hand? Boy please!? You’re just a tease! You just want to hit, and you’ll just split.

But why? Why assume such thoughts?

You’re the one I sought,

The one that my eye has caught.

I promise to treat you like a queen.

With a diamond ring to put on your hand, and a house you never have to clean.

Or am I moving too fast? I hope not, you’re more than just a piece of ass.

Your special to me,

Why can’t you see?

We were meant to be.

Am patient, I can wait.

Till the ends of time, and the end of mankind.

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