Second:
I saw Second today.
Who's Second they say?
Second is my other lover.
I'm comfortable around him so I don't hide and cover.
He didn't do his hair today.
It looked cute like always.
He smiles,laughs,goofs around.
With him I do make a sound.
Second is just like First.
Though First makes my heart want to burst.
Second makes me happy and calm.
My hand touched his palm.
He makes me laugh and blush.
It makes my heart beat rush.
He's someone nice and healthy.
Maybe in the future he will be wealthy.
His strong arms I want to be hugged with.
Kissing him must be pure bliss.
His eyes brown like coffee.
His personality;sweet like toffee.
Same with his hair he is sweet.
Second is like a treat.
Oh Second....how I love you.
YOU ARE READING
The Little Stories of Life
PoetryA book about poems of life for me and what goes around for me. Poems aren't really my thing but I guess I will try give it a try and write some.
