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Have you noticed
I sometimes lay here
watching you?
Wondering
why you’ve stayed here
Questioning
why you came here
to begin with
Befuddled
that I even piqued your interest,
yet thankful
for things I still do not understand
Like:
What about me
made you want me for your man?
Like:
What could you have seen in me
that I missed
long before you sipped
the savory mocha flavor of my kiss?
Through all of this
I recognize that love is blind
I’ve never heard the words,
“Ooooh, that brotha’s fine!”
directed toward me
still you reward me
with your time,
your playful touch,
and smile that shines
with starlight brilliance
as easily today as when fate
first led us to find
one another
Though broken in
like well worn jeans
our frayed hems and unraveled seams
still feel fresh to me
D@mn, you even drove
through the snow to me
Braved rains
high speed wipers
could not clear the pane to see
the lane to be with me
for just a few moments
For fear karma won’t condone it
I’ve never dared to ask you
“Why?”
I just accept
being “that guy”
Though mystified,
some mysteries should just remain so...
- HymnAgen
