I wonder how you look
How your voice sounds like
and how you like your coffee in the morning

I wonder how you walk
How your laugh sounds like
and how you like your tea in the evening

Someday our paths and hearts will meet
All we need for now is a little patience
and i am holding fast to that dream

For now you have no name yet
No face to recognize
but someday for sure I know
I'll say, "Nice to meet you, Mr. For me."

(C.D.)