I see her in the distance—
strong enough to shatter chance,
undoing all the pointless questions
with a single glance.
A sigh, the color of the earth’s deep heart,
rituals explaining every spark.
A rainbow translating nature’s hidden ache,
long trapped in concrete ribs—
now breaking awake.
She breaks me too, with sacred fire,
allowing just one truth to rise higher.

OOOOOOO
She is coming—
On the first date,
Oooo, she is coming
On the first date

She is more beautiful than any thought
that I might ever meet her, ever not.
I want to watch her come forever this way,
walking into our very first date.
Hidden like the sun, hidden like the Danube wide,
I tremble watching her, with no thoughts inside.
I breathe like morning when her eyes meet mine,
eyes that failed to hide
that touch—
so soft, so divine.

She is coming—
On the first date,
Oooo, she is coming
On the first date

That touch
blooms into friendly caresses of words,
unknown even to guardian angels unheard.
As if life itself she saved just yesterday,
and today it begs me again to stay.
She’ll wake alone in a world made new,
a world created only for us two,
with the most beautiful cities,
fields turning bright,
into thoughts where love magnifies.

OOOOOOO
She is coming—
On the first date,
Oooo, she is coming
On the first date

Love—
in a single moment tasting her face,
the finest artwork time can’t erase.
Woven from dreams, from the gentlest hand,
from the softest truth this world has planned.
In our first dance she curses me still,
frightened, she touches my unexplained chill,
a coldness that only feeds her fire,
pulling the flames ever higher.

OOOOOOO
She is coming—
On the first date,
Oooo, she is coming
On the first date