He who must,
He who will,
He who is the one.
The one,
The truly,
The only man who will.
Who will capture,
Who will hold,
Gently or firm.
He will have stunning brilliant eyes,
Weather bright blue, or green.
He will have nice firm hands,
That are strong as steel,
Yet gentle as a breeze.
He will have the on thing,
That I so much wish to give him,
My heart,
My love,
My life,
My spirit,
My soul.
I am ready.
The gift is wrapped.
With stunning star light eyes,
With a guarantee of love and faith.
I’m just waiting.
Waiting for him to come pick it up,
And me as well.
I’m waiting.
Hoping he comes in time.
Before,
Before the gift,
Expires.
