Your Man Poem by Katlynne Houston

Love is flowing through the air
It cools your face and blows your hair
You smile with this nice surprise
When you catch your lover’s eyes
You know that he can some how see
How you are suppose to be
You love the way he holds your hand
He knows your glad that he’s your man
You talk about it all the time
He often says “I’m glad your mine”
Deep inside you know its true
But i sometimes wish that i were you