His Charm Poem by Ana Sanchez

This guy is on me like gluten on bread. I'm trying to stay strong but he fights to be in my head. He has a passion just trying to get it out of him,the last thing i remember with him the lights were dim. Two bodies, encouraging each others senses. His kisses, his physics, his charm me in his arms. I kiss him and I feel nice. Next thing you know seeing him is going to be a vice. Friday's will always be remembered and I hope this life will take me to sweet November. Where do I go from here. Once I'm with him there is nothing i fear just tears from my dear. I care about E-rock. Til the clock goes ticktock. Don't matter where I'm at. He is gonna be there and that's a fact. So to all who doesn't believe. You shall proceed in being that rock in love that u can achieve.