lonely
beyond belief?
let
me be your relief
fearful
of a date rape?
let
me be your escape
my
qualifications?
an
endless flirtation
roses
and compliments
words
and gestures meant
gazing
into your eyes
listening
without guise
holding
hands on beach sand
slow
dancing to the band
familiar
with love songs
your
dreams are never wrong
and
last thing on the list
will
be a goodnight kiss
and
then when i get home
immortalize
you in a poem
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