Breathe, he's real
Imagination in true form
Height of the tallest tree
Cocoa brown skin tone
The smell of royalty with high cheekbones
a voice deep and smooth like 1920s blues
Hands that are gentle and brash
One false move and those hands will kick your ass
The walk is strong every step to be heard
His movements are swift like a hummingbird
I fell
You caught me
I rejected
You stalked me
Words were sweet like honey
Bold and fearless
But…
You lied
Your breath became thick like a humid summer night
Your voice sounded like thunder on a rainy cold night
Your blues was your depression
I said no
You said yes
I no longer needed to put you through the test
I was blind and naïve
After all, that was said and done
You finally realized you lost The One
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