My poem for him...

My thoughts of him are poetic.
I want to write to him
In a way that he can understand how open I am with a simple look
In a way that he sees my sensuality before I place my lips on him
In a way that transcends any connection made, because we were made for one another.

He brings my day joy with a schoolboy infatuation.
He makes me smile with his warm heart and flirty demeanor.
His voice sends chills down my spine.

I want him. I want all of him
Mind body and soul
I want to be the woman he needs and
I want to be the woman he wants.
I want to be his smile as he is mine.

So my thoughts of him are poetic,
but I am not a poet,
Just infatuated