I don’t know you
not really.
But I know how your eyes sparkle.
And I know that you are kind
(and kind of crazy).
I know that you make me laugh
and that your laugh sounds like a baby seal
and that I love causing that sound.
And I know that I get ahead of myself
a lot
so I know that I shouldn’t feel like this
not yet.
But I like the way I feel when I walk into a room
and you are in it.
And I like the way I feel when you look at me.
And even if one day soon you make me feel bad
I know that it’s good to feel again.
A Misplaced Boy 
Are those tan lines??
Hmm…I don’t know. I’ll have to inspect more closely.
Joe, You told me that picture would stay in your sock drawer!!
😉
MGB, I wish!
LMAO 😉