I see this man…

He’s lost in thought

As he stares at this beauty of art

He’s calm

and mostly down to earth

He’s tired

Chasing pavements, heavy eye’s

I want to know what aggravates him

What his pet-peeves are

I want to know what makes him feel loved

What makes him feel like a child again

A smirk that turns into a smile

A smile that turns into a laugh

Passion in his eye’s

Ready to show the world, what he holds dear to his heart

Oh so charming

I see this man…

I wonder if he see’s me…