Thank You

 Thank You

~Miss A

My dear, dear.
If it’s given by you, I’ll treasure it.
Whether it’s the merry that you bring,
Or the desolation or the sorrow.
I’ve gone beyond you, see you inside out,
Saw what is your morale, seen it through,
A bit gaiety, a bit Sinclair; humble at all times,
I know the humid ring around that, alarms ‘n chimes.

I am seated here, praying to lord, thinking of you,
I’m letting the scent drown me, gulping in all you do.
Accepted you for you. The good and bad alike,
And for it I want to thank you. Meat cut with a knife.
In my whispers to the hearer, I don’t ask for you to change,
I believe to have you is a blessing, I wish you all the same.
Chant to the universe, this precious is mine,
Connect to all realms, tell them you behold my shrine.

I guess it is the time, a newborn tastes the lime and likes it,
Even though pace of hurt is leisure, it’s blinded by the delight.
Any before you can figure out the matrix, you’re obsessed,
Swallow what is given and being content. Return love all dressed.
You appear to me like a prince charm bossed up by snow and fire,
Like a villain coming out in night, slow down let me regain my focus.
And I see all the visions in a second of you being in my frame,
While you are nonchalant and your conventional self, thus I crave.

I feel like I have distanced myself from you a bit,
Even when you’re next to me, I feign over you like a crush.
How do I not treat my fantasy alive wrong?
I can’t pull myself up to being your equal, you’re more.
And yet you’re so adorable like a child, I want to protect you,
Hide you from the harsh of  deceit and vengeance and thorn .
But then I notice, you’re outside my door until I sleep,
Making sure my facial muscles have relaxed; thank you.

Sometimes your attire makes me want to sign a pact,
Paper’s ready, got a pen? I have one here, totally apt.
In there it states, you can be as fragile as you feel,
It asks me to hear to all your orders, obey the deed.
When you’re to me, I want to love you beyond the scripts of gender,
When I have you to me, I don’t want no bonds to refrain us from this tender.
I can love you a thousand ways, and when it gets over, I’ll find more ways,
Thank you; for my little heart, my life sways in the mold of your gaze.

Taking it all in I am, the knowledge of who you are to me,
I am in disbelief, how in the mask of wolf I found a savior.
I can’t ask for anything more, but yes I would, ‘cause I’m privileged
I can stay shut; but your presence in the world makes my existence bright.
Suddenly I feel so evil, for I might manipulate every being to have you,
Thriving I am, for the spell; to have the power to save you from blue.
I’m saving all my energy in a box, will break in need of ultimate emotional catastrophe,
The jar in my heart, I tried my put thanks in it too, but it’s overflowing in my body.

No matter what situation you are in, I’m always standing behind you,
I will hold you up with all my might, in the best-I can bet no-one will be happier than me.
To see you sad, it brutalizes my inside. But if you need it, feel it! It’s best for me too,
I want you to know your feelings deep inside, irrespective of how masculinity was defined.
I’m on watch, your each shade is printed in my mind, and I saved them in my soul,
Yes I might be a but possessive, a bit cheesy, but my intentions toward you is never foul.
Even though I tell you my thanks every day, seriously or randomly or laughing, I mean it,
I don’t know if you can understand that the resin of gratitude overflowing, looks soft but is hard.

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