The man:
Tall
Dark
Handsome
Strong
The warmth
The understanding
The Perfect
"Semper Fi"
A Marine
She was waiting
For him to find her
She looked for him
To No Avail
He would come to her
Or so she thought
Still no man to call her own
A feeling of emptiness
But a drop of hope
One day soon
He'll realize
She was the one meant for him
like this poem much and done in a good and perfect way..hope you go through mine too .... love to read your more poems ...if there are new.. be intouch to be a good and fair friend to share comments... I am with 6 books in hand and you? hope you do more poems like it.....deep thinking...thaught is rich enough..write more friend,,, u are doing good poems