Someone To Hold Poem by William Mowell

I'm the kind of guy that needs someone to hold
I've fallen somewhere beyond the sun, where all there is is cold
I'm a little dramatic, an actor, a poet, with a heart of gold
This heart is precious, and can't be bought or sold

When I'm with someone, my life revolves around her
This virus lives deep inside of me, love it doth prefer
I fall too fast, and way too hard, for this heart of mine
I'm one of the remaining few, I'm one of the special kind

I might not look like your normal superman lariat
But I'll give my all, thats something you wont forget