My freinds have been asking why I like going to the bakery so often
They think It's the chocolate cake that's making me a regular there
But its the chocolate eyed boy that has caught my attention
And his smile that reaches his eyes
He is so wonderful
So quite, and his voice is the thickest of honey i have ever tasted
It makes my life a little depressing
And waking up becomes a lot less cumbersome
He wore a new shirt today, i think beige suits him
Ah and it made his eyes look far more appealing than it ever did
He is my muse and i am just another customer at the bakery to him
I write him sonnets
And his baked goods keep me alive for another week
YOU ARE READING
To My Lovers
PoetryI hope you miss me everytime you see the moon And i hope every starry sky reminds you of me
