My silly man, you inspire me to walk.
I love the way you cuddle and talks,
Invading my mind daily through the night,
Always dreaming about my charming locks.
Let me compare you to an ideal tune?
You are more awesome and more sarcastic.
Black sun heats the funny peaches of June,
And summertime has the amino plastic.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your debonair, fingers and style.
Thinking of your strong hand fills my days.
My love for you is the sunny hairstyle.
Now I must away with a surreal heart,
Remember these keen words whilst we're apart.
6/12/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
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