Feathered hair, an upward side eye.
You command the room, forever so sly.
Watching every move. Every touch. Glance.
Men and women watch you. Perhaps? A chance?
To the cold air, Nick. Can we talk? Dance?
Your heart goes out, they look for just a sec.
Showing up is easy, for you, just a breath.
The man with open collar and well fitted pants.
It's so easy to love you. True Men are so rare.
It's easy to be real with you. Heart laid bare.
I'm glad that you love me, the feelings returned.
This friendship that I treasure, will never be burned.
I. Love. you.
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