That Man...

That man...

Irma, My Waussie,

I just want to be that man. Who gives you everything from the heart as he can.  Every day and every night, Passion and love for always by your side. I don't change your world, Sweetie, Just want to be a part of it, Even on distance. Which is more than enough, That's what you know, More than enough, Love.  Yes, You live in your perfect world, So what, Don't be afraid to express your love to show, You don't have to be perfect Sweetie, Yes you get little love handles, Well so be it, Too good for me, I love them. 

It is a part of you, You see, That called love. You get small wrinkles in your face and slightly you will discover traces of lightly gray hairs, Between your beautiful blonde divine tresses. You just have to believe in yourself, Me and my love feelings for you darling, And your  mirror. So you can see the love. But how bigger my flame for your love is, The more violent the fire, Just because I miss you. 

You no why,

Irma, My Waussie, Because I want to be, That man you love...