Coloring in a Daydream

I’d like him to be
grizzled and dark and weary
to have a stubbly, chiseled voice
that is gentle and for him to be
ever level headed and stable

he needs to be the kind of grounded
that can meet my endless sunsets and rising
up again, he needs to be focused
like the man im gazing at
while im supposed to be studying

he needs to do well
indoors and out of them
he needs to pore over his books
laboriously
like the man im gazing at
while im supposed to be studying
i can tell from his sturdy
winter clothing…i can see him
out in my woods, walking

bonus points
if he never notices me
gazing at him
while im supposed to be studying
 

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