My Man

My man is carbon under pressure, With him I can't feel when time flies He laves me in desire and passion. His kind smile stirs up butterflies. My man is accurate and wise. He carries a world in his dove hands. He makes the sun in rain to rise Whenever sees my dully face. His azure eyes drown me in trouble. I miss him every single day. He is so hot and still - so humble, If I'd just spell on him to stay! He likes my weirdness and my roast, Flashbacks surround me without him. His messages became a lust - The main character of my film. I love when he says: "Tu eres mia", His silly jokes just he could tell. Seeing mementos in IKEA, And tolerate when I rebel. Uncover him is not an ease. He's as a lotus in a bloom But, he's my calm and he's my peace And he's my favorite perfume. Being a team is our key, Supporting and achieving goals, Sharing same vibes and energy Discovering each other's souls. My man is carbon under pressure. Call him my partner, muse, syndrome, My fortunate illusive treasure Or just, the simple feel of HOME.