Mystery Guy Poem by Sanya West

When he walks the whole world stop and stares.
Who’s this guy with no scent of fear?
His eyes are like a field of diamond and his lips are like a harvest cherry.
But what’s his name no one knows
They can only describe him from head to toes
I know a thing or two about him its just that heart my spins
Wherever I see or think about him.
He passes and said, “Good Morning.”
Suddenly my heart starts racing.
Who is this guy everybody keeps saying.
He could be a Prince or even a rass King.
Flowers dance as he passed
Cats and dogs get on their knees
Who is this guy an unsolved mystery?
He then shouted my name is Henry!