Tuesday, October 29, 2019

Row On.

Only temporary;
You are an eye candy,
Someone who is real,
Yet far from reality,
Truly still you reside,
Inside a fantasy.

And for now,
I row along,
In your boat,
Close to perfection;
Singer, dancer,
Naggy brother,
Able to cook,
And make up a look,
Never short of compliments,
Yet still such a boy,
Tall and funny,
Yet still shy and coy;
But I row on,
Not for long.

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