Mystery Guy ( real riddle !!! )

This is a poem leading to the guy I like he doesn't know it I think he does I give him signals but does he get them t if you go to lavilla or would like to guess for the heck of it go ahead !

Salty oceans swell

From my soul

Onto the cracked earth

Golden days of happiness  smiling on my lips

Dancing Days of frigid cold arms around me to keep me warm

One head taller leaving me in squalor freezing me chilling me to the bone

Cleaning comes next up the broken pieces of laughing days and crying days the ground and making into a silvery alabaster crown

Spindly  legs replaced by stronger ones

Dancing galloping in the air fluffy lace dresses and  big hair

Hand on hand mine enclosed and tiny like a china dolls in the hands of a giant

Eyes wide capturing the night the only color I wold accept the one matching the night

Mouth open in deep protest

I cols my eyes and hope for the best

Skin creamy like the bark of my favorite tree

Smooth and thick like my favorite snack will be and has been a color so called "black"

Solve my riddle be my guest

I dare you to

Make it your quest....