love | collection of poems.

º baby boy º

oh baby boy, how precious you are.
     even though i am not good for you, you still look at me like i am a special star.
but i am not.
     though, the love for you is a lot.
i am a selfish greedy bastard.
     but your visions and good comments of me screams louder.
i want you badly than ever.
     like a flower needing a bee to pollinate to survive the after.
you have blessed me with your presence.
     even though i dont deserve you, if i mess up you are my karma and my lesson.
sent from the heavens.
     i am lost for words, but i know that you will forever be my blessing.