He has me smiling at my phone,
Dreaming of his hands intertwined with mine,
Feeling like wolves are howling in my tummy,
He has me at a vantage point,
Right where he wants me to be.
He had me rushing,
Diving head first into fast waters,
Knowing too well I cannot swim,
He feeds my selfish self,
Keeps me sated wanting only him.
With him I am safe,
In a world misunderstood,
He studied the book that is my life,
Learned the little stuff I never noticed,
He is a welcome scent in my wooded forest.
Poetry in motion came to life,
When you walked into my maze,
My birthday comes early with you,
So what should I gift you,
The Stuart to my Little?
Twisted Empress 2020