Tim Riggins

ode to a sweaty boy

Photo by Louise Brawn: https://www.pexels.com/photo/silhouette-of-man-a-wearing-hat-5787581/

Tim
You may be a bit dim but
your permanently moist skin is a sin
You are very good at football
and getting in trouble

Dillon, Texas is a dead-end town
and you are the kind of man to make a girl clown

Sometimes you are sad and I don’t know why
but it makes me weak
It’s ok you mainly go for cheerleaders,
we can meet behind the bleachers
It’ll be our secret, I know you need to let off some steam

Your hair is long and your eyes are deep
your arms are strong, your smile sweet
You are too pretty to keep for long so I won’t hoard
your precious form

Clear eyes pure heart
sometimes I can’t choose