I sit in class, I walk the halls, and I lay in bed at night thinking...
Pictures flood my mind of romance
Between me and a boy
But this boy is not you
He has no face, but I know him
I put your face where his should be
But it does not fit
I put the other boys, sadly not the right skin color
I try the others, but it does not fit either
The boy, nay, the man in my mind stares deep into my eyes
Gently, he kisses
Compared to yours, his kiss is a gentle caress
Hunger and passion so intense that one kiss does not satisfy
I have experienced that once before
But this man is too tall to be that boy
His muscles are too big to belong to that boy
The man whispers my name in my ear
The voice is so unfamiliar
I realize, he has no voice!
But I know what he says
Husky, quiet, breathless
Like the wind in itself
His face is at the front of my mind
But I am unable to pick him out amongst the others
He shall remain faceless
He shall remain voiceless
He shall remain in my mind
He shall remain my Dream Man