And so it happened, the two of us met.
But not exactly how one might expect.
I was in a rush, trying to think of something clever.
Then you walked right by out into the stormy weather.
Though many would say that wasn't technically meeting.
My eyes met yours, and my heart started beating.
First, it felt as if it would stop, but then it began to feel as if it would pop.
I had never laid my eyes on a man quiet like this,
but I knew if ever given the chance his lips I would kiss.
As he walked away,
I had to stay.
For I knew the troubles a man his type would bring,
but boy, did he make my heart sing.


-m.n.