She thought he was exotic,
as they were strolling hand in hand,
Thoughts he envisioned, were erotic.
I’ve searched far and wide,
my heart was open to be received.
I’m yours, if you decide.
Looking up at the stars,
I must have wished a million times,
and wondered where you are.
These are my first attempts at writing in this style. I am not certain, if I have done them correctly. Any thughts would be appreciated.