My dream
To hold you,
It seems,
To bore you,
My dream,
To see you,
It seems,
To be true,
Is my guitar,
My voice,
And my car,
The only choice?
It’s that my scar,
My vice,
And this bar,
Cannot suffice,
It’s my chance,
To do romance,
And by my stance,
You will dance…
Luc Laverdure