So I was asked to do a poem with unknown words to say,
So I start with when he speaks because he talks in such a way
Such a way where you want to listen, such a way where you need to hear
To hear the way he uses his words, will have you scared you might be smitten
Or memorized by the mystery, the mystery of how he feels, the words behind the words that are spoke
And the hesitation to say the right things when he listens afraid not to choke,
Not to choke on the way that you feel, unsure of what is real
Making sure the signal are clear, so that when he speaks his response with the words that I need to hear
My ears will be near.
But with every pro comes a con
So I will tell you when he speaks, sometimes he may be wrong,
Weather its the unsurity of the matter which is spoke, or the insecurity of the situation that is presented
To the matter of simple football trumping the oh so simple basketball
Confidence is portrayed when he speaks weather he revels the mystery behind the curtain or not
But I gladly listen intrigued by the mystery
Listening to the words he speaks.
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