Man of My dreams
I dreamed him up the man who could be the one..he is kind for no reason and is warm and genuine. He keeps no track of faults and score as some lovers do. He values the truth beyond the result and he says words so sweet and full. I have searched for him who sees the real me..who understands my pain and that as bad memories. I looked around for you but have I lost track, have I found you and somehow held back, have I not found you a man who understands. A man who has his dreams and loves my own..my over reaching.under speaking of the life I've lived..he can grasp every pain and know every scorn. He can see me as an angel when I look tethered and warn. He can be all romantic and bring a smile to my face, when I feel out of touch and lost from grace. He can see the good in those around and himself..he is giving and caring and real to a fault. I have no care to the looks of you, brown eyes, or blue makes no matter to me but the man you are and the woman you know me to be. He has no reason to lie or change what he has brought..he is who he is and understands i tend to be the same.I fight for all I can and tend to lose the game..not the game i play but the game of life..a chance of takers who take and bring strife..so have i not seen you..the man of my dreams..have I mislead my path for the onset of, my dreams..if you know that I am here..would you take the plunge. outline .