You…
Who has…
Beautiful eyes that have beauty actually in them,
You’re a physical actor that “jumps to,” saves the day, solves the problems….with bravery and courage 😉
An unafraid persona, and yet I love the fact that you are a whole other person than your roles.
You have this thing that is so fascinating with your different accents. It’s like they are all yours. Where are you from again?
I receive so much pleasure from even the thought of you. The first day I meet you, the look in your eyes, hugging and holding each other, so much laughter.
You are funny, cool, playful, you “get it,” and you’re on the level. Getting along with you and making you laugh is the burst of pleasure I get with you. I obsessively think of things we can do together, (but you have to get well first. Drink your juice!)
I love the fact that you need, and you open up to me. I would love to take care of you…please.
Sweetness, kindness, softness, open-hearted. Who doesn’t want a man like that?
You would be like my boy, and a lover. Comfortable, like a friend.
You are vulnerable too. I am concerned that you are overwhelmed. I feel so much compassion, honey. Everything will be OK.
I get fitful, restless, hopeful and desperate when I think of your beautiful masculine body and its strength, its warmth…the way we could make love.
I wonder what you think of yourself. I care about this. Wish I was there to hear all about it.
I admire you, your talent, intelligence, strength, the delivery of your words.
I love your curved mouth…bad breath too
WHAT!!????
SAY IT!
Kiss me now!!!!!
Or you don’t get it
Uhhh…. I guess youll have to wait too.. pffft!
Empathy is Poetry 