"muscules" poems
Writing this poem,
alone in my bed,
thinking about tomorrow
and what I'm going to wear.
You probably think I'm crazy,
and out of my mind,
but I have a good reason,
'cause I'm in deep love.
I know I am,I'm totally sure ,
my heartbeat tells me that,
when my eyes make a contact
with his glory chocolate ones.
His lips,so perfectly unperfect,
his strong arms and tan legs,
his stomach muscules and beautiful hair,
for a no reason make me glare.
When he's in front of me,
I don't need the world,
I just need his warm hug,
and his sweet words.
He is sweet,fit and tall,
no he's not a fatty boy.
Hey athletic one,yes,you,you,
would you like a perfect glue,
that wil make us two stick with,
and never ever fall apart?
May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 12:19 PM UTC