I can run a finger through your hair,
Linger thoughts as you take a chair,
Giving passionate kisses in doses,
Making true wishes come in roses,
Open the waves for a listening ear,
Keeping close in secrets we share,
Let you feel my frosted voice float,
Like a watery rhythm within a boat,
Take trips and dips along the coast,
Make tips in dripping embers roast,
Park sitting with bodies benched,
Dirty fires in lusty loins quenched,
Write our love life story, I’m a poet,
Might be in love and not know yet,
Bathe you with cinnamon attention,
No pretension, I’ll be a gentleman,
I can be really big on sentimentals,
Be right on point for the incidentals,
Support all moments feeling proud,
Showing you stand out in a crowd,
Funny how it can make a man feel,
Finding a fluttering heart to steal,
Not a crime showing a little jealous,
While a million men go overzealous,
Make soft steady strokes get rough,
Set you off till sheets soak enough,
I’m a cross between sweet or rebel,
Heat it up, make you beat the devil,
All ladies love to see the better half,
Delirious or serious to get a laugh,
I will guide you with a gentle hand,
By your side…I’ll be that gentleman.
Rodney S. O. Campbell ©
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