Perfect Choice

It’s Something, it’s that connection

Leading me to reflection

Remembering every innocuous interaction

Even without happy ending satisfaction.

Without you, the apocalypse of fears

In the silence of lonely night’s tears

Excitement at thought that you’re near

I’m Begging, I’m pleading for the rest of your years

Subtle glance at your silhouette

Plotting deeply to get you wet

Intensely loving into a sweat

Your deepest needs, I’ll never forget

It’s something, it’s your voice

Speaking this soliloquy until you are moist

Your gentle Honesty leads me to rejoice

It’s just that you are the perfect choice.

Sy Bryant