You

You counter my whims

Paint my lips with desire

Cradle my trust

Set my passion on fire

Cloak me in confidence

Alert my success

Destroy my alone

With your gentle caress

Is it that your my opposite?

A masculine frame

Is it that, single origin?

Is gender to blame?

Is it yourself alone?

Is it just, that your you?

Category's aside

Would my feelings be true?

No other man

Has ever enthralled

Ok, you're not rich

Or six feet

Just bald

But babe when I see you

My heart skips a beat

So, your maybe a smoker

With paint stripping feet

You're not famous

Or fashionable

Haphazard to see

Your coffee is poison

And so is your tea

Your snacks are inedible

Your face filled with hair

Your breath in the morning

Too much to bear

I know I was wining

This muse at the start

Then suddenly, feminine

Ripped you apart

Genders opposing

I best not pursue

Venus or mars

Your essentially you

lex ? 03