A Doctor's Crush

A Doctor's Crush ~

I haven't written a poem in a time,
And wonder if I still have the knack to.
My cat looks up at me with a sad expression,
And I think to myself, God, you are such a-
Beautiful man, even though I don't really remember now,
Through my mud mask (sorry, cat, but I am no longer paying attention),
Why you came to me and asked,
Me to do you a favor that day, because my thoughts of you fazed,
While you were there standing, in the rain,
And I felt incredibly sad,
Because I remembered how you said I-
Had a bad cough,
But I never did get over it or do what you said.
You were a doctor, but I,
Thought you a muscular beauty, a jock-
It was easy to see the emotion behind the eyes,
As they shined, just a little too brightly at times, and,
The kid behind them longed just to simply be loved.
And I so longed to give in to that yearning,
So that I could pull you around beside me-
A solid rock of faith,
And tell you that you were going to be fine . . .
You were a doctor, but that day I,
Wanted more than your professional data,
I wanted to pull you around to me, close,
And hold you to my breast,
And pat you on the head, and tell you to hush-
Hush, my love, it's going to be just fine.

Dr. ( ) ( ) ~ ' '