LEGEND

© RYAN GUILEY

I will always be that man,

As, I never needed a band,

Or a signature on a paper,

As your eyes make vapours.

You rule my world deeply,

As you smile and look pretty,

You could be upset and angry,

And I still know that girl is for me.

Because I love you, being a legend,

Don’t need an expensive diamond,

What you gave to me is your heart,

To me, you never end, but just start.

Denise, you’re the woman I needed,

As you are on top, as being leaded,

For all little girls and young ladies,

That love exists, with a family with babies.

So, many girls who try and look beautiful,

But you know, you makes my toll,

As you don’t need lipstick or make-up,

As my heart burns for you, as it erupts.

What is the meaning of pretty?

Anything that has you in it and me,

Even waking up with bad breath,

Or being old, and have nothing left.

A trophy wife, I will never need,

But a real fairy tale that someone will read,

Tell me, I will wake up and just visualize,

As, I will dream about those brown eyes.

I want to look over the pictures,

In our nineties, with our dentures

I will still be all that handsome,

As you know my heart, where it came from.