The Bond

I never knew if we have an adherence,
A stronger bond, yet gossamer slim,
Despite two decades of difference
We have met because of the mishap of time.
I am in love with your two-foot height,
With your flabby arms,
With your tiny, pink feet
And immaculate, pure eyes.
The more you are afar,
The more I am enticed towardly;
The more is my fervor,
Intense as whirlpool in a briny.
Yet, I am clueless of the ardor towards ye,
I am still zealous to hold and embrace you, juvenile.
For you have bewitched me,
And I am addicted to your toothless smile.

Dedicated to little Jeshurun