Could he be my Prince?

January 5, 2014

Maybe he's my Prince Charming

the man with whom I grow old

My dream guy when I was a child

Such a shame the distance between us is 3000 miles.

A fine young gentleman, his Adam's apple slides down and up

Vocals pour from his adorable face, what a succulent sound

His deep, spiritual, intellect is an attractive thing

You told me long ago I'd marry a man who could sing.

But in my preteen years, the beautiful ones with

dirty blond hair and blue eyes would never talk to me,

look at me, or nonchalantly speak to me

I knew I wasn't the cheerleader type they'd want me to be.

They played sports,

They had muscles,

They were very athletic,

Why would they talk to me, a girl who just wasn't as energetic?

But this man, oh this man has such a pure heart and soul,

He cares about humanity, nature, and meeting his goals.

He loves his mother, he'd never misuse me

What an honor to share in his humility.

Always a pure heart, very smart,

as gentle as the smell of his cologne

In my heart he will always be a teenage king

Sitting upon his throne.

Is this a mirage? Is this just a fantasy?

Have I met him already

Destiny, please tell me

Is he the one you've picked out for me?