Beautiful Man
 

Beautiful man
I want to hold you
Right up against me
I want to look
Straight into those
Smoldering, sapphire eyes
And, not look away
This time
Beautiful man
I want to see
That sweet smile
On your handsome face
Everyday, when I wake
Beautiful man
I want us to be
All that we can
Beautiful man
I hang on your every word
But, know this,
It's not always heard
Beautiful man
I get lost
In the soothing sound
Of your voice
And, the depth,
Of your eyes
Every time
That we speak
It's always
So sweet
Beautiful man
Answer to no one
But Listen
To me,
Please...

( I found this poem today, when I was looking through an old journal of mine:winky: )

I'm feeling like...
 

explaining some of my poems. My just-in-case theory. I found this poem the other day, in an old journal of mine from about 9 years ago. It was written about this guy Josh, that I worked with at the time. I thought he was really cute, but, I soon got fired from that job, and, we never did get together. He went off to school in another state, and, we soon lost contact.