Monday, November 29, 2010

mr.

on a fine day, we would say a prayer together. i'd shower you with love. kiss your face. you'd make me laugh with your funny stories and i'd be impressed by your wit and charm. learn everything you'd have to teach me. we'd entertain each other. i'd play those i've written for you. and yet, you are deserving of this and so much more. you are beautiful. i can stare at you all day and never tire of your eyes. you riddle me beyond unraveling. you are an equation i try to compute. if ever you care to, write it. breathe it. i always do.