I am woefully unprepared for his charm
His undeniable masculinity
Surely got the better of me
When combined with his
Humility
And his ability
To be so in touch with his femininity
So naturally and comfortably
Such a rare and precious being
Who somehow doesn’t see
That he is out of my league
He insists we are equally
Lucky
To my face
And then tells his friends
He is luckier than me
Whichever one is luckier
Seems to be the main thing
Upon which we cannot agree