He had chartreuse hair and a crooked grin
Stunning blue eyes and ivory skin
He wore black Chuck Taylors & a pin-striped fedora
Instantly I was drawn to his aura 

His soul was kind and his kiss was sweet
Without even trying he swept me off my feet
Our time was short and he touched me deeply
But I knew from the start he would never need me  

Time passes by but once in awhile
I think of him still and remember his smile
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll see him again
and hear him play his mandolin