Poseidon

His blue eyes like the sunshine,
And his tan skin like the sand.
I know he’ll never notice me,
But I still want to hold his hand.

His hair flowing like the waves,
And his freckles spotted like the shells.
I know he’ll never notice me,
But I still love the way he smells.

His soft t-shirt like the clouds,
And his arms spread like the sky.
I know he’ll never notice me,
But I still can’t help but try.





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