Who must I be,
Who must I be,
For you, to be with me?
Must I be the Taxi Driver,
So I can take you around the globe?
Must I be the Plumber,
So I can repair your bathtub?
Must I be the Surgeon,
So I can give you a younger face?
Must I be the Mason,
So I can build you a mansion,
A pool - a really exquisite place?
Must I be the Teacher,
So I can prepare you for tomorrow?
I am plunging in a deep sorrow.
Must I be the Preacher,
Like the one on the TV screen,
The sweet talker, who can really be slick and mean?
I simply want you to be mine,
So I can chat with you day and night,
So I can always be on sight,
So you and I can play together, and dine
In the best gourmet restaurant,
Among the stars that really shine.
I am inviting you to visit my tent
Tonight, before the sun sinks in the ocean,
Before the swans and the peacocks depart,
So I can reveal the content of my heart.
It is well known, when you’re near me, I’m in heaven,
Where flamboyant rainbows decorate the sky;
I am imagining that you are my favorite apple pie,
The woman I honestly love,
The summer wind which carries me above
The clouds that cruise very far in eternity,
And yet very close to a newly sustainable reality.
poem by Hebert Logerie
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