You are special to me.
Just my opening statement should tell you that.
I will show it to you as much as I can.
You know...
You are among the very few men who do not annoy me.
Around you I don't have to pretend,
When with you I don't have to have my face done,
or wear refreshed lipstick,
Because all I say make sense to you,
or hide my eyes under huge sunglasses,
Because you see right through me.
You are perfect in your own perfect way,
And that's why I love you very much.
I may not say this to your face
And I won't!
But you's a good guy.
Even writing you a poem comes easy,
I don't need to say alot of 'thou' and 'thine'
And break all rules of language known to me.
You are just special!
Thou art my solid rock of emotions,
the one I stand on,
When all that is within me,
And all I am without,
Stares me hard in the face.
When all winds are cruel on thine skin,
Shattered,
Discouraged,
Scared,
I know I can have ice cream with you,
And be well again.
My short handsome boy friend!
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