there is a man out there I love
there is a man out there that loves me
sometimes
there is a man out there who thinks of me
at 3am
when he lies alone in bed
wide awake
there is a man out there I think about
at 3am
when I too
am wide awake
there is a man out there wishing away this life I have
if only because he has no place in it
there is a man out there who
only has a place in my life because I
made room for him in it
there is a man out there [poem]
Larissa Lee 