He Looked A Lot Like You
After my husband passed, I was still in the very sad part of grieving as I walked down the street. This amazing thing happened.
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On a crowded street, I saw him
On a corner close to home,
His walk was long and steady,
He wore your style of clothes
On a crowded street, I saw him
On a corner close to home,
His walk was long and steady,
He wore your style of clothes
I saw his muscles through his shirt
His shoulders about your size,
Yet from the back his shape was yours
And he \swayed from side to side.
As he turned my way, he saw me
His look then caught my stare,
Upon his head he wore a hat,
And there was silver in his hair.
His face is tanned, his eyes are blue
Upon his lip set a mustache too.
Oh, did I forget to mention
He looks a lot like you.
He strolled into our coffee shop,
He took your favorite chair,
And as he turned to greet me,
I imagined you were there.
As our chat became flirtatious
His charm was so much you,
I found myself inside his arms
Our desires were all but few
Oh, did I forget to mention?
He looked a lot like you
As the evening found the morning
And each one's passions grew,
I fixed myself around him and
And the love was all but new.
Yet in my midnight dreams I found you
Because he felt a lot like you.
Did I forget to tell you,
He felt a lot like you.
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