The next day he
Returned and I attended to the gentle lad
Just to make Phil O. See
How much I want his card.
Oh, I love his muscular features
I love the way he frowns at me
Whenever I attend to order Monsieurs
I love when he gets temporary jealousy.
Days after days
Months rolled over
We became close that he gave me the keys
To his heart, to be his lover.
YOU ARE READING
The Older Man.
PoetryFalling in love, Was amazing. Acting too tough, Was depressing. Yet it all went wrong, 'Cause I was played like a ping-pong.
