My dreamland’s gateway
opens up a gorgeous field of flowers
And there at its center proudly sways
In stripy purplish-pink is a handsome wildflower
I do adore those wild and free
though I love all kinds of blooms and hold no preference
And when I saw him in his fragrant sanctuary
I felt a kind of reverence
And among those beauty of its kind
I surely won’t forget
The sweetest moment when he smiled
The wondrous time when we’ve first met

Playful eyes that are teasing
With a snap, he becomes seducing
His silky hair that is so enticing
The way his hands run through them,
beguiling
Beads of sweat from hardworking
suddenly became so alluring
The details of his gorgeousness
Sticking to his clothing
Makes my heart do an uneven beating
His pouty lips that are very tempting
When he just finishes lip biting
His boyish grin... his perky smirking...
A spell that is so enchanting
Things like these have got me wondering...
...how much more could I keep falling?