I've never met eyes I couldn't read.
I've never met a man I couldn't see through,
But you,
Your eyes,
So blue,
And strange and vague
You intrigue
Me to points of beautiful frustration.
Cutie. Beauty. Amazing. Perfection, you say to me.
Like a Golden Retriever fluffing his hair.
Gentle, kind, strong.
Is it wrong,
How I already feel
I'm almost falling into the soft feeling of love?
You are love...ly,
And wonderfully
Present.
Perfectly gentlemanly,
And amazingly
Genius as you strum your guitar
Or feel the breeze on your skin while stargazing.
Lucky, I seem to be
When you draw me in, scared, cold, or just want to feel,
Me
Next to you
Is what I need.
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