I dream about making you some mint tea,
and watching you smile so fantastically free,
and playing you a piano song that I wrote just for you,
but, from other admirers, I’m sure you’ve already heard a few.
You’re like Sia swinging on a chandelier,
but with far more class and finesse.
You probably like tall men that are 6’4 at least,
who have dark hair and who are mature looking.
I don’t blame you one bit.
I dream of someone just right for you.
I’ll be a far-away-prayer-warrior,
on the other side of the world,
thinking wonderfully dramatic thoughts,
in my cabin house in the gentle woods.
About the Creator
Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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Comments (6)
cozy and warm feelings, here ❤
Lovely poem!
Absolutely astounding! I loved this!
Wow, a lucky someone ...
Ah, I love this! So sweet and dreamy. Plus, I can totally picture you as a far-away-prayer-warrior with the best thoughts.😊✨ You're so good at giving titles to your poem! 🙌
This is beautiful✨