Four eyes
and still can’t see…
Though well-read
he is unable to read
between the lines.
It is said that love
is the sweetest when it is blind-
Oh,what a load of crap!
A graduate degree
and yet not so wise..
He does a damn good dissertation
and writes me off just as well-
but that’s all right.
I know that one day
I’ll be his favorite subject.
He’ll open me up
like a book
and dive in.
He’ll study me in depth
and discover
the ocean of my adoration.
He’ll see…
MarinArena 
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