As I walk in and ask, I'm surprised he's not here
But I look back and see, this handsome bachelor
As we walk to our seats, he's up to caliber
Now can he talk his way as my mind wants to hear

I'll listen to his work, as I promised I would
A beautiful poem about meeting me was good
He's not the same person, he's talking in his hood
But he starts with questions, truly I knew he could

I look into his eyes to see his perception
Is he hiding his skills of identity thief
Or being genuine and showing his belief

He leans in for a kiss, accepting reception
The touching and kissing, on top of his bright mind
Appeases me to think that he's fabulous find