An Ode to Jeff Goldblum

Dear Jeffrey Lynn Goldblum,

I want to be just like you when I grow up

Your swagger

For that is all it can be called

Knows no limits

It is not bound by age

Or style

Or time

Fashion bends to your will

Conventions are forgotten and only

Jeff Goldblum

Remains

Confidence flows effortlessly from your

Perfect form

Ambiguously sexual

Slim, yet strong

I long to exude that kind of cool, calm

Confidence

Effortlessly elegant, simply sophisticated

Devilishly divine

Oh Jeff,

May I call you Jeff?

Your very being inspires me to be better

I want to be just like you when I grow up