If I were walking down the street,
It’s you I’d like to meet,
Yes all over again,
To begin anew what has no end.
If I were to casually bump into you,
And have those feeling brand new,
Of excitement challenge & joy,
The ones that make me a scared little boy.
If I were to see you across a crowded room,
I’d try my best to make you swoon,
And even if rejected at close,
I’d be back for another pose.
You are the envy of my eye,
That when looks upon you just can’t lie,
You are the one that makes me think,
Of beautiful sunsets shaded pink.
From on high we can look over the city ours,
We’ve walked the coasts for hours,
The simple pleasures have been most sweet,
And for your heart I dare compete.
October 1, 2007