I thought I could write a book

About how great you are

To my surprise

It seems I can’t find the right words

Everytime, I scribble something on a paper

I’d think its not good enough

You are simply more than that

I felt like any love stuck person

All I can write about is love

But you are more than

The mushy lines

I used to write in my writings

You are a person,

No, a thingy

That jump into my life

Turning it upside down

Before I could take a breath

And fix my hair

To understand what is going on

You pulled me into your arms

And fly so high

All I could do is

To grasp you tight

So I wouldn’t fall

I’d call you superman

But you don’t wear

Your underwear outside

I’d call you the man of my dreams

But I want you to be

In the realms of reality

I want to be awake beside you

I’d call you the present and the future

Because, you do not belong in the past

You reside in my present

And my future, will be the garden

Where the roots of your future grows

To an everlasting tree.