Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.
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The lonely man that cried
Lonely man that cried.
You whispered how you loved me…
My joy I could not hide.
My heartbeat fast… my eyes were moist…
As my loneliness just died.
You put your arms around me…
Pressed your lips against my skin.
I felt your breast press real close…
My head was in a spin.
You took my face in your hands…
Then pressed your lips to mine.
I never dreamed another's flesh,
Could taste like sweet red wine.
Your eyes they smiled softly…
With promises of hope,
How quickly I forgot the years…
The times I could not cope.
Now I had an Angel
To walk at my side.
And I prayed true love had come to find…
The lonely man that cried.
You whispered how you loved me…
My joy I could not hide.
My heartbeat fast… my eyes were moist…
As my loneliness just died.
You put your arms around me…
Pressed your lips against my skin.
I felt your breast press real close…
My head was in a spin.
You took my face in your hands…
Then pressed your lips to mine.
I never dreamed another's flesh,
Could taste like sweet red wine.
Your eyes they smiled softly…
With promises of hope,
How quickly I forgot the years…
The times I could not cope.
Now I had an Angel
To walk at my side.
And I prayed true love had come to find…
The lonely man that cried.
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The lonely man that cried
The lonely man that cried