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MY ONE AND ONLY

MY ONE AND ONLY

I dedicate this poem to my one and only 
Who brought me back from darkness 
And made me feel less lonely 
Invited me into her life 
And made me feel more homely 
That’s why she’s earned the title 
Of my one and only 

she came to me in messages at first 
across a computer screen 
I didn’t know her body size 
Large medium or lean 
But the words she typed to me 
Made me feel serine 
And in those words she wrote 
To me 
Made me feel quite keen 

I’d been single for a while 
After splitting with my ex 
I needed time away from women 
I needed time to clear me head 
And lay the demons that picked on me 
I had to put these to bed 

These little naughty demons 
With their devilish ways 
Used to be very naughty 
Used to pick at my brains 
To the point of some days
I thought I was going insane 
Untill I met this woman 
By the name of Jane

I did not know her features 
Just some words across the screen 
Then I heard her voice 
And the demons stopped their play 
Light replaced the darkness 
And the sun lightened my day
I opened up my curtains 
And let the sun come in to play 
Looked out of my window 
And welcomed in a brand new day 

We talked and talked for hours 
From night till break of day 
Which made me very tired 
As I had to work next day
But her voice had me bewitched 
That’s all I have to say 

We met a few days later 
I sat nervously in my car 
A car pulls alongside me 
It wasn’t very far 
I opened my door and exit  
Then looked towards her car

The first time I saw her
she wore jeans 
And a sparkly top 
The figure that sat 
inside those clothes
made my jaw completely drop 
and in that moment of clarity 
my heart inside did stop 

She walked over
and introduced herself 
I looked into her eyes 
Azure blue that sparked 
I was quite surprised 
the calming feeling
they gave to me 
from two such beautiful eyes

I think I was the gentleman 
I’d like to think I was 
But I can’t quite remember 
As my eyes were on her ass 
Fixated as she passed 

We sat and ordered food 
Jacket spud, with a side salad 
Then I filled her glass with red 
Instead of bringing  flowers 
Which I regret to this day 
She was worth a bunch of flowers 

We talked for several hours 
She drank some more rosy wine 
And the more time that I spent with her 
I felt our hearts unite 
And inside my body 
My spirit soared like a kite 
and In in that passing moment 
it exploded like dynamite 
and the feeling that washed 
over me 
it couldn’t feel more right

The night ended,
the drink and food have gone
I walked her to my car 
It was slow
I didn’t want to run 
I drove her round the corner 
Sat outside her house 
She asked me in for coffee 
Now I’m feeling scared 
Just like a cornered mouse 
As I look through my car window
Looking at her house 

My eyes moved from the window 
And gazed into her eyes 
That’s where we shared a kiss 
And sparks began to fly
Caused movement in my trousers 
I’m not going to lie 
And in that passing moment 
I could have literally died 
From the embarrassment 
I saw behind her eyes

It’s been three years to the day 
I met my one true love 
And in those passing years 
Everything has been
Just as it should
And now my heart beats so loud 
You’d think it made of wood 
And now my life feels wholesome 
And inside I feel good 

I couldn’t wish for better 
She fulfils my wildest dreams 
And our life together 
To say one word 
Would be supreme 
So I look at her from day to day 
Like the cat that got the cream 
That’s how she earned the title
 of my precious queen 
And my one and only 
That I will ever need
 

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