When you meet the one,
Your eyes meet .. and say,
"Alas! My search is done!"
And your heart melts,
And your hands shake,
And you look away,
For your cheeks make a rosy display..
You trace your imaginary fingers,
down and around those tender teasing lips..
You imagine, yearn, beckon the warm embrace..
"Come to me, please. 'Tis you!"
You're the one..
The one whose hair,
rugged and rowdy as it may be,
Ev'r pleases the eye,
Whose hazel eyes speak to you, sing to you,
that lovely lullaby,
that sends you into sweet slumber,
into those loving arms,
From which you seek solace, affection,
warmth and protection..
When you meet the one,
From a million miles away,
In a picture,
a chance digital encounter,
And playfully think, "Hey! let's imagine our union,
..Just for fun!"
