An Incomplete Love Story
Beautiful man, love at a glance.
I picture our song, with rhythm and jazz.
Music will end, but our eyes will still dance.
We will cover the floor and take up the mass.
Handsome stud, I give you my smile.
Gaze at me, say my name with a gentleman bow.
Frozen in time I stand there a while.
Ring in hand, our future starts now.
Wonderful man, inside and out.
As every day dies, I lay there and wonder.
A perfect concoction of man now makes me doubt.
My eyes still congruent with yours; however, I ponder.
Conformist man, where is your light?
I’ll give anything to stay right by your side.
Man of your nature does not put up a fight.
I know that you love me, let me be the guide.
Complacent man, you are quite satisfied.
You show me the love, but where is thy hype?
Human of mine, the thunder has died.
Yet, the fruit of our love is really quite ripe.
Everything man, I’ll hold on a minute longer.
Our hearts will still linger, time without end.
Each day we’re apart our hearts will grow fonder.
I drift away sweet man, forever my love I will send.
July 16, 2018
Copyright © Cristina Prado | Year Posted 2018
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