The Perfect Date
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The
Perfect Date
Every
day I stand outside your gate
With
much intent to see if fate
Has
something in store so that we
May
get to each others’ faces see.
I
know all the flowers by heart
That
stand tall on your balustrade;
With
a flower too, I’d make my start
If
only the gate did not forbade.
But
I know that this hope is vain
And
inferior, and profane;
And
I wish you understand this, dear
What
holds me back is only fear,
And
so I want to count on fate
To
get this wanton wait to stop:
I’ll
know it’s not early, nor too late
When
you run into me at a shop.
Then
I’ll have nothing to complain,
And my fear will have been in vain:
And my fear will have been in vain:
I
do believe destiny’s might
Can
make a little something alright.
Then I won't stand outside your gate,
Knowing
already that fate
Set
us up for the perfect date
For
which both of us had to wait.
X-x-X
Hope you guys had a fun Valentine's Day.
I fantasized about a guitar that I'm going to buy, so I was all set. And then of course, I played the one I currently own for quite a while,
knowing I should be studying.
Guilty indulgences, I tell you, are a way of life.
Ciao!
Wish me luck for the Boards, which I just might end up bombing! :D
it's been a long time, but you haven't lost your touch :)