A boy like you


I could marry a boy like you

So witty with your words

Seeing in ways only you would

People like you are of substance

You feed my spirit

My sustenance


You have me off-balance,


Gently delirious

You get my genius

But you’ve mislaid your focus

For now, I’m relinquished


Like a magnet, I’m attracted

South seeking north

If I told you of your worth

Would you applaud my devotion

Or should I think the worse?


Nesting in a birch tree

On your words, I’m perched

Fly with me, my chickadee?

We could travel the earth


I’m on a quest of old

Pursuing a companion

For this venture of compassion

And shall I be so bold

To say I could marry you?


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