my first poem im a v long time ( has no name)

I lie here waiting on a true loves kiss to break the spell

I have been here oh so long waiting

For the one that can help me, help me awaken from this slumber I have been
forsaking in.

With one that can break this I am to be slaving for.

His kiss gentle and mind blowing.

But he isn’t like he in all truth he’s not gentle and not mined blowing.

But for me he is I love his smile and his since of humor and how he cares for
me.

He’s there when no one else is there for me.

He plays with me like were children; I can act myself with him at all times.

He doesn’t mind.

I love him so much, although I don’t know what I want to be fair...

Should I give it a shot?

Or give up as usual...?