He’s the kind of guy you meet once
And tell your kids about
He’s cowboy boots covered in red clay dust
And he’s an extra dry martini on a rooftop bar
He’s the kind of guy you make wishes for on eyelashes
And dandelions
He’s the moment an Aspen tree’s leaves turn yellow
And the feeling you get when you see fireworks
He’s getting into a hot tub while it’s snowing
And the smell of a vanilla candle
He’s the kind of guy you think about when watching rom coms
He’s a molasses cookie
And antique red leather
He’s the kind of guy whose laugh you never forget
And he’s seeing the ocean for the first time
He’s the kind of guy you stay up until sunrise talking to
And imagine while reading books
He’s so beautiful
And I wonder when he’ll think so too