Poetry by me

Thank you

This is my poem to you
Loving the souls of the broken is something I do
Patiently, I'm waiting
I'm waiting on an opportunity to rise
I enjoy your transforming seeing you from disguise
Your puppyd style you're adrenaline rush
Is me all these years what an open wide gush
I'll never wipe those smears
your elegant style, you're walking mile
Your stage fright
Your enormous might
You push yourself to the limit
But I will fight for you every minute
Please come home please come back to me
I thought this poem, not a gigantic plea
You are bright as a light comfort is what I feel
Around you, you fill me with joy
Like a kid playing with all the little toys
For years will be a team
We always run, letting go of steam
When I fall you pick me up, even if I fall into muck so thank you
Thank you thank you thank you