I see a girl
her hair was blonde long ago
now often I see it as dark chocolate
and sometimes with cherry stripes

her eyes are violet
her looks are so exotic
and everywhere she goes
the men are so excited

All the girls
stop and stare
because she's
who they want to be

But still this girl
is the nicest thing
She loves her life
and everything

I'm not this girl
She's in my dreams
She stands over moonlit water
in the arms of one she truly loves

She's everything I want to be
And when I feel I am as I am
Sometimes I can feel her hair blowing in the wind
even when the wind is in me


© Alicia January 4, 2002


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