He...

i sat on the steps, hands post upon my dirty wash denim

hair blowing in the crisp breeze... patiently awaiting he

his face the hint of sugar daddy

sincere, sweet, angelic, masculine

eyes marbles...a smokey chestnut hue of which i see his soul through

his body...a lion, strong, chiseled precisely to reveal the depth of his curves

my mind over took by such perfection

allowed me to believe that this man, this beautiful man

can teach me,

intrigue me,

please me,

tease me,

hold me,

mold me,

console me,

give me,

seduce me,

make love to me

truly be caught up into me...

you see i know he's different

he's

extraordinary,

he's

ambitious,

he's

aggressive,

that he's my superman,

prince charming,

my night in shinning armor

and then i lock eyes with you

that day you held me close

your voice lingered a sweet melody

your breath passionately grazed my bottom lip

and your lips gently pressed against mine

i realized at the moment

u are

he.