Waiting, purely waiting for her simple response
The thoughts run through the mind as seeking clarity
Of which way will this go in honest purity
As this true destiny of dating renaissance

Will another message clarify the intent
Or will it show despair as dark shadows loom forth
Invading the spirit to the coldness of North
Gentleman to devil from passion to repent

Why seek this latest ghost in a pool of starfish
Did the dream circle soul before reality
And invade through the mind as classless charity

What can be done really, but to chase a new wish
That of a perfect mate that will fill the small holes
As sand throughout the rocks, stacking in the right roles