He sits off by himself
A book in his hand
His long, dark hair
Shinning in the lights
Glasses reflecting the street lights
Pail complexion
Offset by his dark clothes and hair
A sweet smile, tall slender body
Deep, warm, intelligent mind
Oh to feel his lips against mine
Pressing close, passionately
Arms around me
Pulling me close, holding me tight
Whispering in my ears telling me he cares
