Him
Oh, he really has amazing flair
Dancing eyes, his fine dark hair
His contagious laughter, enchanting smile
Speaking softly for just a while
Singing a song, drinking some wine
With a snap of his fingers, knows how to stop time
A mischeivous grin grows on his face
He moves through wind with astonishing grace
One side sweet, leaving a flower
Another side dark, awesome power
Many a heart has he learned to enchant
Sarastic wit, comments so flippant
Lascivious a cloak he likes to wear
But beneath it all, a heart that cares.
© 2007 CRCooney
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