this man loves to tell and listen
to stories like i do...he likes writing and
drawing like i do...he loves to dream
awake like i do...he loves like hell like
i do--- but he isn't mr. right.
this man is ever sweet like i am...
he likes chocolates and sweet talks
like i do... he loves to travel and
learn new things from other people
like i do--- but he isn't mr. right.
this man knows how to play guitar
and flute and harmonica like i do...
he likes singing and reading like i do
...he loves to love those who love
him like i do--- but he isn't mr. right.
this man doesn't know how to
play any musical instrument...he doesn't
even know how to play with watercolor
...he doesn't like talking to people much
but he loves---
he loves me when i'm sane and when i'm not.
he loves to cook for me and dine with me.
he loves to love the dreams i have.
he loves me like no other man can.
- i think, no, i know, i found mr. right!
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