Cuatro Chicos Occupado Mi Dulces Poem by Rosa Linger

Glorious passion glows from him
He grins from ear to ear
In serving the One, the One brought one
To match him zeal for zeal.

Deep and fun, deep and fun
There's a wellspring flowing, deep and fun
Opposites you say; paradox you cry
Exactly why, says I
The guy won't die with lies
He tries and hits the mark every time
It truly counts and that accounts for much
They see and cheer when he is near
She knows and fights and invites
Him over for a game of Cities and Knights.

He drifted off and who knows when
I never knew when I'd hear again
From him and always short
His words were thick but ne'er so deep
No wonder that I lost some sleep
He confused me and I realize now
He never shared my heart and how
I tried to give my view to him
But he looked away; I could never win
Both heart and mind; now left behind.

Face and feet departed
And yet he never left
The show of all things pro came back
His words, his scent, they, oh so deft
Came back to me, but minutes in time
And grew subconscious in mind
Ever faithful, ever true, he challenged me to be with You
And laughed and asked
and stumbled and fell
Broke down and built up
Come trials and Hell
To respect the line
And still open the door
Means a lot to me
So is there more?