When Am I A Man?

"When Am I A Man?"

 

 

When am I a man?

That is the question you must first understand

Before finding the answer you've begun to seek

When the knowledge can be comprehended before I begin to speak

When are fantasies as real as they can seem?

Is it the nights when I infiltrate your dreams?

Can I compose your happiness today?

A song and smile to be sent your way

When do the birds sing upon your windowsill?

Is it when you lie awake in our bed so still?

When can the words good morning dance across your face?

Like when you missed our hello kiss, and can still drink its taste

When can you feel a look more than a touch?

When nothing is said and that alone is too much

Is it when you whisper to me of your request?

When to fulfill a wish I do my best?

But there will be days when your friends envy us

As their support gives way to such hateful lust

They long to feel the passion burns

With which we brand our hearts as this planet turns

It is true, my actions at time can be abrasive

But your touch is calming, and yet so persuasive

God knows best for me, and that my dear is true

Am I the blind man lost, within the parameters of you

Memories guide my way, and helped me to find today

But I asked a question first, so this is what I have to say

When am I a man?

Or more importantly when did I become a man?

Was it the day I was given the gift of life from the Lord above me?

Yes that could be,

But baby I believe I became a man,

On the day you first said you love me.