N

The name N goes so far

He really does he’s like Jafar

Giving him promise, my times, and even my attention

It’s like he’s got full dominance

Beautiful green eyes like emerald seas

They so pretty the envelop me

A residence of pretty pictures

  He’s short but tall of all genders

Yes it’s possible to be so deep in love

To have and to hold like a white dove

Strong yet sweet, at the top of his beautifully fat cheeks

But truth be told he’s not very neat

But now his story begins

At vicariously twisted ends

From the guy that hurt him

Because that guy could not say he liked him.