Stalwart Man

Silent sunsets inculcate 

Romance in you. 

To stop my tongue 

That does all malarkey, 

You clasp me. 

Planting a buss 

On my lips, 

You hush my hastiness.

Reading the jargon 

Of your eyes, 

I jump to your abyss 

To search the 

Immense happiness 

That every 

Stalwart man craves. 

Like an ice 

You melt 

All over my soul 

Helping to get all ecstasy. 

Yes, 

Silent sunsets inculcate 

Romance in you 

And you submit your amore 

For which I become a guzzler.