Donde esta mi Rey? (Where is my king?)

I was just wondering if you know where my king is…I thought I ran into him some time ago but it turned out to be a fabrication of the TruthI feel like I might have to give up because time is being deducted from my youthLet me explain to you what he is like and you can tell me if you have seen himHe stands tall like a great redwood and he walks with a natural leanHis eyes are precious jewels; they sparkle with a glorious gleamHis skin is as smooth and soft as Egyptian silkHis aroma graces you with the scent of honey and milkHis tone quiets the atmosphere with verbal pheromonesHe defines the word Man…from head to toeWhen he speaks, the wind listens and blowsHis words embrace me sweetly as he whispers in my earHis pigment lets you know that the Sun has been nearHis spirit is highly elevatedHis intelligence runs abyssal deepHis experience surpasses manyHe carries DNA from ancestral kinsmenHe is a superior kingHe is a courageous warriorHe is a hunterWithout him survival would endI love the skin he is inI miss his gentle touchIf only he were hereI would keep him close to meI must have him within my reach because without him, I cannot beCopyright 2008Literary Thought
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