Making The Move

Born lovely and cheerfully kind
The future mother of my children
“She’s all mine!”
My heart thinks
My mind sees in vibrant inks
Intimate love notes
Composed by my aroused being
Seeing the glow of her translucent soul
While I grow old
Not comprehending how much time is passing
While I’m here sitting on my ass
Starring at hers
Not caring if I am being rude
Cause I want this moment to last
Cause I want numerous memories
Of me consuming this delicious vision
Hoping my mind will soon make the decision
To speak to her
Or intentionally accidentally touch her
Before I grow too old or die
Before this moment is gone
Like before when I first saw this angel!
“Get up and make a move, Fool”
Before I devise a way to kick
My own ass
While time is fleeting admiring hers!