Prosperous Poetry

My Sports Theory

Dribble your words
and write
me a love letter

Touch my heart
when I'm down
to make me feel better

Give me a ride home
so I won't
run in the rain

Keep track of time
my field is not
one to be played

Don't forget to
make it a point
to reach out to me
when you can

You need to
have some goals
if you wanna
be my man