No pizza./
No late-night grins./
No movies./
No tucking you in./
What’s a guy to do/
when he wants to?

Funny how U can b sad/

over a friend U never had./

Weird how U/

start 2/

care/

about some1 who/

is not yet there./

Silly melancholy;/

wistful, wishful-thinking folly.

If it needs b/

that I must woo thee/

with a sushi/

and sake/

seduction,/

the obvious deduction/

is: I won’t b/

squeamy!/

I’ll eat Sashshimi!/

So b it!/

4U, I won’t quit!

As I’ve told/

stories late and bold,/

and been heard/

as I’ve woven wooing words/

into a fantasy/

tapestry,/

some scream./

1 sleeps/

and dreams./

What does that mean?

U won’t seduce me/

with sushi./

But U can Thai me up,/

and chocolate/

does me just fine!/

I need no wine/

2 remove my defenses;/

I’ll gladly dine/

with curried senses.

There’s a fine/

line/

between  showing I care;/

of taking the dare/

of being too mushy,/

and being too demanding,/

and too pushy./

I hope you’ll  be/

understanding/

of me.

Do U/

want 2b wanted by 1 who wants u/

the way u want him 2/

want u,/

the way he wants 2 want u,/

or do u/

want a mix of the 2/

want U/

views?/

Who knows?/

Do U/

want 2?

Goodnight! I wonder,/
again, if you’ll recall our/
long conversation.

U/

might never know/

how things grow/

and flow/

and snowball/

when u call/

off the wall./

U think it’s just a call./

That’s all./

But/

it’s not./

For sure,/

it’s much more.

As non-trite/

and inerudite/

as U say/

U R,/

I hope it’s alright,/

and you”ll delight/

that I text U,/

(but not vex U!),/

from afar./