26 November 2013

Sonnet 24

I love you, Ryan Reynolds, your buff steeld

Torso in my Metro today  I heart

(Even though you've got some romcom chick held

Next to your smooth chest) you , work of art.

Who cares how much it takes director's skill -

Through  loves' lenses the camera never lies

I swear to you he looked straight at me still

Dream of him undressing me with his eyes.

Please could we meet once today's filming's done?

 Understand how you're at the heart of me,

See, it's not some celeb A-lister sun

Fake tanning- what transforms me's thee.

    If  look don't touch is what's movie star art -

    I'll stick  your DVD on in my heart .