pouring stanzas from my chest passion crashing like thunder; causing the hunger of courting damsels in distress; one after another cheers to eye candy in a dress; or something less not one to wonder, or question my preference just love hard & relentless protect & provide make sure she laughs, smiles, & not cries & when she looks in the sky all the stars are impressive keep her battle scars, buried far in the sock drawer of the dresser using charm & my arms to caress her from here on, my mantra on my mirror's focus through pressure it makes the picture come clearer while hope opens up pleasure & veers us where we're sincere picking the locks, to reopen her heart exposing her treasures like the goonies; or any other movie that's dark as the desert but then, makes you smile at the end like, when you undress her