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I Dream
I dream of the day when my walls of trust completely fall
I dream of the day when I meet a man who is truly that @ stand tall
He has to be intelligent and have a true love of books
It has to be more to him than just good looks
Respecting him and honoring him is such a key thing to me
I want our friendship and love to be as wide as the sea
Will he realize I am different because I am at my monthly time?
Will he be more gentle, kiss me more and assure me he is mine
He will obviously understand we both have a role to do and play
He has to be unselfish in all aspects; just poetic in his own way
My strength is what has drawn him; he is secure as a man
When I get out of line or hand, my respect is what he demands
We will have an unwritten language in which only we can identify
The love we will have for each other will be strong in our eyes
In passion, we break down beds and have the neighbors scratching their head
I do not tell anyone about the excitement that constantly stays in our bed
I do not have to worry about him having eyes for others or him leaving me
Because this kind of man does not exist; it is something in which I dream
I dream of the day when I meet a man who is truly that @ stand tall
He has to be intelligent and have a true love of books
It has to be more to him than just good looks
Respecting him and honoring him is such a key thing to me
I want our friendship and love to be as wide as the sea
Will he realize I am different because I am at my monthly time?
Will he be more gentle, kiss me more and assure me he is mine
He will obviously understand we both have a role to do and play
He has to be unselfish in all aspects; just poetic in his own way
My strength is what has drawn him; he is secure as a man
When I get out of line or hand, my respect is what he demands
We will have an unwritten language in which only we can identify
The love we will have for each other will be strong in our eyes
In passion, we break down beds and have the neighbors scratching their head
I do not tell anyone about the excitement that constantly stays in our bed
I do not have to worry about him having eyes for others or him leaving me
Because this kind of man does not exist; it is something in which I dream
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