My deer,

Back and forth, we talk everyday,

yet, I wish to be closer with you in every way.

For the past six months, we have built a bridge, 

of happiness and love, and more than a smidge.

You are my best friend, my love, and my fan.

I would do anything for you, and am glad to be your man.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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