He's Mine... (Poem)

(Disclaimer: I felt like writing about love and this came out. Enjoy)

He's Mine 

(Poem)

By Miss Too Sexy

Every morning when I wake up I look for his text 

And if there's none I listen for his phone call

Whenever I get online I look for his profile

Could he still be on Myspace?

Is he on facebook?

Or has he joined the world of tweeters constantly grasping for attention?

Every time I step out the door I'm constantly looking out for him

Hoping he doesn't pass me by

Hoping he's looking for me too

Was he the man that walked past me in the grocery store?

Or could he have been that man that approached me in the club?

Sometimes when I do laundry I imagine an extra load that's not mines

And sometimes I cook for two knowing I can't eat all that food

But for a day or two the food sits in the refrigerator

And like a kid sitting out cookies for Santa Clause

I hope he smells it and comes running to my door to claim his plate

Some may call my actions obsessive 

But I've been waiting for a man to call mine for a long time

Met a few over the years

But as quickly as the came, they were gone

So now I'm waiting for a man to call my own

Maybe he'll approach me

Or maybe I'll make the first move

All I know is he'll be mine