Saturday, March 31, 2012

An Old Man

You pouting your lips befuddled and overthinking
and I think to myself I love you old man
You once were a baby,  I knew you in your youth
but not really that long
it must have been a dream
a distant memory
of when you were saddled and crazy
manic and hazy
crashing your self into lazy
upon lazy
I managed to know you and get over the untruth and see you for you
and now you're old
where did the time go?

You once were a flamboyant flaming raving mad lunatic
annoying and disheveled
but now you've come into your own
the side that I love is coming through more and more
and Ahhh I see now it's an armor
that I find sexy
a way that is undeniably you



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