An encomium would not suffice to tell of my admiration
By the minute, it would be the least to say how exponentially fond I get
My mind in admixture with my brain often swims with the thought of becoming one with you
If only you knew how strongly I felt the first time
I peered into your squinty eyes
It was that transcending moment that cemented every prior feeling I’d hoped would shed light
The suggestive remark made about you being hard to read stands as a corollary of how badly I’d like to unearth your evasive nature
That very first time I called you Best,
I was sure to make you my best friend in every respect of the word
Soon enough, the bearing of this process of becoming an indiscrete one will be prominent.
Thanks for your readership, always.
I acknowledge all comments.
Always remember: it gets better. 😊