I Hope To Be The Man You Love Poem by gershon hepner

I Hope To Be The Man You Love



I HOPE TO BE THE MAN YOU LOVE

When the moon beams start to mellow,
I hope you'll see in me the fellow
who's sweet as suites upon the cello
by Bach, Johann Sebastian,
If you do you'll see me smile,
for I'll stick to you without guile,
beguiling you instead with style,
no bastard, but your bastion.

Now you have learned I hope to be
the man you love you need to see
that you are truly meant for me,
as I am meant for you.
I pray that you won't start debating
what I so clearly now am stating;
please answer me at once, since waiting
is not what I can do.

Anthony Tommasini reviews a recital by Alexandre Tharaud at Le Poisson Rouge ('So Riveting You Might Have Heard a Fork Drop, ' NYT,4/10/12) :

Mr. Tharaud played 'Chopinata, ' a clever jazz fantasy on Chopin themes by Clément Doucet, who was the house pianist at Boeuf Sur le Toit during its heyday. It was fun to hear his breezy account of 'Five O'Clock Foxtrot, ' an arrangement of a dance episode from Ravel's opera 'L'Enfant et les Sortilèges.' He ended with a tasteful rendition of 'The Man I Love, ' the Gershwin classic.
THE MAN I LOVE
When the mellow moon begins to beam,
Ev'ry night I dream a little dream,
And of course Prince Charming is the theme,
The he for me.
Although I realize as well as you
It is seldom that a dream comes true,
To me it's clear
That he'll appear.

Some day he'll come along,
The man I love
And he'll be big and strong,
The man I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best to make him stay.

He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand;
And in a little while,
He'll take my hand;
And though it seems absurd,
I know we both won't say a word

Maybe I shall meet him Sunday
Maybe Monday, maybe not;
Still I'm sure to meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

He'll build a little home
Just meant for two,
From which I'll never roam,
Who would - would you?
And so all else above
I'm waiting for the man I love.

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