Not a poet but let me write

A poem that is just right

But will never be in the sight

Of the man I’ve always wanted to reach for with all my might.

The He who must be unnamed,

Is the man I’m trying to tame;

Trying to make him do the same

But also, he is not one to blame

The He whose smiles are deadly,

Is the man whom I think is lovely

Whose flaws are as beautiful as a medley

But he’ll never know that, sadly

The He whom I want to be the man to wait for me as I walk down the aisle,

Is the man I love from the ****** sweat hostile

And him doing the same will really take a-forever-while,

Makes every agony worthwhile

The He who is as beautiful as the night sky;

Shining beautifully that I want to cry

And if one will ask me why,

He deserves everything and I will forever try

The He who deserves happiness and care,

Is the man who is very sinful if left bare

But people love him fair and square

And I’m one of those hoping for him to hear my prayer

The He whom I really wish to have and protect,

Is the man whom I don’t want to be hurt and get wrecked

And it’s a promise to make him feel that he is the most perfect

And give him the love and my utmost respect

Yes, he is the man I found when everything was blue;

Found him in the woods when he doesn’t have a clue

And I keep looking for him when everything seems untrue

With the tiniest bit of hope that when it’s my turn, he’ll whisper, ‘Well, I found you too.’“ ㅡ Rosé