Dylan (mumbling and such...)

As I sit here, drunk and ignorant,

I write these words for you.

It's impossible to describe the renewal I feel

but there's nothing left to do.

So...

You inspire me.

I want to know more .

Want to dig deeper into your soul

and accept whatever I find

with two weeks in the running

I've nearly lost my mind

thinking about you.

Boys were silly boys

(which is why I prefer men)

Until you.

Intelligent communicator

with more than common cuteness,

(although a factor in my book)

somehow, it's not as important anymore

I want to know more...

about the person I can talk to.

I wish to explore you your depths,

if you'd let me,

feeling vaguely familiar

I want to seep into your being.

I feel...

a connection.

Nothing elaborate enough to worry about, don't fret

at this early stage in the game

but I feel...

and I haevn't donte that in quite sometime.

You make me curious.

And a strange sense of belonging fills me.

My friend, and hopefully more.

I say lets ride.

Into whatever comes our way

Lets ridOn and on into a new day.




Author's Notes/Comments: 

High school obsession with an older man.

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