Six

Since you have moved in, you are the most talked about topic from the neighborhood
Your very dark hair, olive complexion, leads me to believe you are from Latin America
I have never seen you in the company of a female, but if you wanted too, I know you could
You are so suave and debonair, an added addition, to this beautiful land of America.

I notice you always dress in black, maybe just your choice of dress
Whether it be a t-shirt or a sweater, it is always black
Whenever you are around, all I can do is stare at you, to this I must confess
I watch you, your muscles ripple, as you swim in your pool, in your yard in the back.

Each time I see you my heart skips a beat, at times the sight of you even takes my breath
As I watch you, I dream how it would feel to be in your strong arms
I dream of being with you forever, even within death
I must get to know you better, you and all of your charm.

I notice your window shades are always drawn, even within the light of day
Seems to me you are a very private person, making getting to know you very hard
I finally swallow my pride, I am going to introduce myself to you, no more delay
I search my soul for courage, even a little shard.

As I walk up to your door, I notice no plants growing beside the walk way
This seems strange to me, but I just shrug it off
I ring the doorbell, I hear you coming to the door, without delay
After you answer the door, I introduce myself, shaking your hand which to me seems very soft.

You invite me inside, offering me a seat, you even offer to serve me some tea
Sitting in the living room, I notice a CD rack, so I start looking through some of your flicks
I notice you are a horror movie buff, just like me
Then on the wall a coat of arms, proudly displaying SIX, SIX, SIX.

WOW Lanaia a total winner you have here I love it.
Goes perfect with the othe one I read of yours.
Roses to you

Teresa