Jun 2018
The almost perfect
In an almost perfect world, I met an almost perfect wife.
She was no ordinary girl,
She was a true angel and oh so stunning.
In another time or place she would have been the true Miss Right;
She was light itself, against a mind,
That couldn’t see a way to let the sun in.
If she did not wear a wedding ring,
I would have found one for her finger,
But there was no place for me to wait inside her heart
And I am no adulterous sinner.
I believe in love and marriage and so she can never be my true love,
Because I never truly had it…so good.
I was simply infatuated by her smile and her exquisite beauty,
But now I realise it cannot be, will never be,
But she has truly inspired me.
In an almost perfect world,
I met an almost perfect woman.
On an ordinary day,
My eyes were left simply amazed.
Perfection stood there shining beauty,
My mind was blown away.
This love could be the love of my life,
But it was not to be, unfortunately.
I will have to look for another,
Somehow,
Somewhere,
Someway.
The almost perfect woman,
Was, for me, never meant to be,
But there she was, lifting me up,
Sweeping me off my feet.
She never realised that I was falling;
Falling so deeply into her eyes, oh man!
I was entranced in those eyes; her hypnotic gaze.
I found my way back, when I found out she already had a man.
Already the spell was broken, so I walked away…
Now I am more than ready,
To find a woman of my own, to go steady.
The search goes on, the search continues;
The search for a ring on my hand ensues.
I am waiting in anticipation,
For love to find my heart and see my true passion.
My heart burns for her;
Yearns for her.
The almost perfect girlfriend-girl has ignited my candle
And now I shine for love once more
And I throw away my sandals.
I cannot run to my true love’s arms,
If I am wearing flip-flops;
So with a leap of faith,
I kick the sandals off
And I land in my running shoes.
No more running on the spot;
I’m running home to be with you.
On I go; to where? I don’t know.
All I know is my shop is closed, to all but my everlasting love.
Hold me like I am still falling;
Romantic ideals are tough,
But I know what I want;
The thunder bolt love.
Ignite the flame within our souls;
Do you remember passionate?
Create the page and become whole,
There really is no time left.
If the world was to come to an end
And all of this was gone,
Will you look back and be able to remember
“Friend, you made your mark.”
Or would you not?
Did you once aspire to change a mind,
With thoughts and good intentions?
Or did you just tire with time and fade away?
Never again to be mentioned.
If just one line can change the world,
Then write The Great American Novel.
Spin this planet for boys and for girls,
The future is in need of survival.
Find yourself a like-minded soul;
God gave us all rock ‘n’ roll.
The best place to be is here;
The best time is now.
You will find your way to find love, somehow.
Ignore the negativity of those who do not care.
They were not remembered in their own time;
It’s like they were never there…
I remain true through all the heartache;
We fall in love time and time again along the way.
You may think you are a nobody,
Until you find, with love, you become somebody;
Now nobody could ever forget your heart
And this is a whole new day.
The sun is shining just for you,
So appreciate it while it is there.
The time of crying is over friend,
There are too many people who care;
So you should not feel lonely again,
Just reach out for your free hug.
Love never truly disappears
And neither does the good.
The world is still in motion
And so in tune with your emotions.
Sometimes you may feel cold as ice,
But tomorrow is another day
And people are quite nice.
They will speak of what you say,
If you let them understand,
That we are all so lost, unless,
We are…all together now…it’s a plan.
So go find love and hold their hand;
Walk two by two into the future.
Who knows what is waiting out there for you?
That smile on your face sure does suit ya.
Don’t worry, be happy.
This world really ain’t such a bad place to be.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
In an almost perfect world, I met an almost perfect wife.
She was no ordinary girl,
She was a true angel and oh so stunning.
In another time or place she would have been the true Miss Right;
She was light itself, against a mind,
That couldn’t see a way to let the sun in.
If she did not wear a wedding ring,
I would have found one for her finger,
But there was no place for me to wait inside her heart
And I am no adulterous sinner.
I believe in love and marriage and so she can never be my true love,
Because I never truly had it…so good.
I was simply infatuated by her smile and her exquisite beauty,
But now I realise it cannot be, will never be,
But she has truly inspired me.
In an almost perfect world,
I met an almost perfect woman.
On an ordinary day,
My eyes were left simply amazed.
Perfection stood there shining beauty,
My mind was blown away.
This love could be the love of my life,
But it was not to be, unfortunately.
I will have to look for another,
Somehow,
Somewhere,
Someway.
The almost perfect woman,
Was, for me, never meant to be,
But there she was, lifting me up,
Sweeping me off my feet.
She never realised that I was falling;
Falling so deeply into her eyes, oh man!
I was entranced in those eyes; her hypnotic gaze.
I found my way back, when I found out she already had a man.
Already the spell was broken, so I walked away…
Now I am more than ready,
To find a woman of my own, to go steady.
The search goes on, the search continues;
The search for a ring on my hand ensues.
I am waiting in anticipation,
For love to find my heart and see my true passion.
My heart burns for her;
Yearns for her.
The almost perfect girlfriend-girl has ignited my candle
And now I shine for love once more
And I throw away my sandals.
I cannot run to my true love’s arms,
If I am wearing flip-flops;
So with a leap of faith,
I kick the sandals off
And I land in my running shoes.
No more running on the spot;
I’m running home to be with you.
On I go; to where? I don’t know.
All I know is my shop is closed, to all but my everlasting love.
Hold me like I am still falling;
Romantic ideals are tough,
But I know what I want;
The thunder bolt love.
Ignite the flame within our souls;
Do you remember passionate?
Create the page and become whole,
There really is no time left.
If the world was to come to an end
And all of this was gone,
Will you look back and be able to remember
“Friend, you made your mark.”
Or would you not?
Did you once aspire to change a mind,
With thoughts and good intentions?
Or did you just tire with time and fade away?
Never again to be mentioned.
If just one line can change the world,
Then write The Great American Novel.
Spin this planet for boys and for girls,
The future is in need of survival.
Find yourself a like-minded soul;
God gave us all rock ‘n’ roll.
The best place to be is here;
The best time is now.
You will find your way to find love, somehow.
Ignore the negativity of those who do not care.
They were not remembered in their own time;
It’s like they were never there…
I remain true through all the heartache;
We fall in love time and time again along the way.
You may think you are a nobody,
Until you find, with love, you become somebody;
Now nobody could ever forget your heart
And this is a whole new day.
The sun is shining just for you,
So appreciate it while it is there.
The time of crying is over friend,
There are too many people who care;
So you should not feel lonely again,
Just reach out for your free hug.
Love never truly disappears
And neither does the good.
The world is still in motion
And so in tune with your emotions.
Sometimes you may feel cold as ice,
But tomorrow is another day
And people are quite nice.
They will speak of what you say,
If you let them understand,
That we are all so lost, unless,
We are…all together now…it’s a plan.
So go find love and hold their hand;
Walk two by two into the future.
Who knows what is waiting out there for you?
That smile on your face sure does suit ya.
Don’t worry, be happy.
This world really ain’t such a bad place to be.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
