A poem about the love of my life in which I call my shorty |
My Shorty. An unimaginable phenomenal woman she is. The last fraction in my life which has completed me And has made me a whole being. I never have to worry the stress from work Because when I see her, she makes all the troubles of the world Seem to not even exist to me anymore. She takes me to a place where everything is perfect And there is not a dark cloud in the sky. She holds me in her arms when she sees that I've had A hard day or just to show me that she's happy to see me Come home to her everyday in one piece. She kisses me to let me know that there is always passion Resting behind those lips of an angel that's only meant for Me and me alone and that no one is deserving of her love but me. She looks me into my eyes and I look back into hers. At this time, our souls our insuring themselves of the future in which we Plan to make with each other and not let anything get in the way in what We feel is rightfully ours, and that is the love that we planted in our Hearts and watch grow since we both instilled this seed within us. I never need to worry about if she would leave me Or me leaving her Because we've been through too much in life together. The arguments in the beginning, the pressure of friends Thinking that we're moving fast in the relationship, The men and women that would see us together And try to do their best to try and come between us Because they don't want to see us happy and Rather than us being together, they would rather see us apart So that they can come in and capitalize on the love we started for you & me. Most would consider you to be the wifey type because of what I wrote But a wifey is not what I'm looking for. Because I would rather have something solid in my heart Than something that can easily get taken away from me Through a disagreement and a court order. So this is what I have, regardless of what paper may say Or what some document may have annotated. You are what I've always wanted. A woman to be there to the end. Not my wifey, but my shorty |