04-23-2015, 09:00 AM
Oil and Water Finally Mix
There's no way I'd ever run into you,
our paths wouldn't cross, each had their own crew.
With nothing in common that either could see,
you were a perfect stranger to me.
Our internet meet was fortuitous
but that first nervous dinner was torturous;
I admitted it, what absurdity!
You laughed, you were even stranger than me.
Now we sand rough edges, indulge our quirks,
we're not sure why but somehow it works.
When we first met I couldn't foresee
you'd be the perfect stranger for me.
( I hear hallmark calling my name.)
There's no way I'd ever run into you,
our paths wouldn't cross, each had their own crew.
With nothing in common that either could see,
you were a perfect stranger to me.
Our internet meet was fortuitous
but that first nervous dinner was torturous;
I admitted it, what absurdity!
You laughed, you were even stranger than me.
Now we sand rough edges, indulge our quirks,
we're not sure why but somehow it works.
When we first met I couldn't foresee
you'd be the perfect stranger for me.
( I hear hallmark calling my name.)
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