Little Blue-Eyed Dreamer
At eighteen, I wonder
what's going through your mind
is it anything like
what's going through mine?
Young and blind
a picture perfect dream, you are
everything I needed physically
our dreams of a house and a car
and you being an EMT
these things out of your reach
unless you pretend to love me
and maybe I could teach
you how to love for real
and dreams could be more than dreams
but at eighteen, I only see
your beautiful flowing streams
of sexuality and that pleasure
of looking at you awhile
little blue-eyed dreamer
with the killer smile
I only wish to look at you
when you have turned 33
by then you'll have made your dreams come true
maybe they'll prove to bring you
right back here to me.