Tall blond man, eyes blue like the sea,
you are the mirror of me,
Heart so big, for that big chest, golden skin, always well dressed.
Friendly smile, toothy grin, see me from the outside in.
Love I need, love me do, I just want someone like you.
Time for your feelings, time for your pain, I am the man who walks in the rain,no coat,no umbrella, no one to love, I seek that feeling that comes from above.
Days drag on, yet look I do, for that tall blond man, that man who is you.
I wont look far, I wont look wide you are the person who's me inside.
I Read these words I have wrote,they bring a lump to my throat, Open my eyes and I will see - the man in this poem is the man called me....
[This message has been edited by Slashed soul (edited 03-30-2000).]