Be still my beating heart
Yes i know it's just a dream, but even a broken poet can hope for love, pray for a miracle, for a Angel sent from up above
Someone who can see past his broken body and see inside his heart, to see that he is worthy, of giving true love a start
A person who understands what they see isn't just a broken shell, but a loving caring person, who writes poetry as well
Still capable of tenderness, of making sure their number one, making them feel special and he'd never stop until it's done
A man who writes of romance, of desires of the flesh and lust, someone you can count on, a man who they can realĺy trust
He dreams is she out there, is she capable of seeing past his wheelchair and his bed, but love him for the real him and not what she just sees instead
So now he goes off to dream, the search for his love must start, will he find her in his dreams, be still my beating heart
THE KINKY POET