No longer do I find,
a page that's missing,
you are the super glue,
that never breaks apart;
before you, there was no one,
that could secure my heart.
The others, they did try,
but they faded fast away;
slipped from memory,
slowly, day by day.
Until you came along,
I was rendered obsolete -
but then you looked at me,
as you walked down the street.
Said you were new in town,
looking for a certain store;
I saw interest in your eyes,
those eyes I now adore.
Over a cup of coffee,
we got lost in talk,
chit-chatting inane words,
you awoke in me, desire;
I knew we'd made connection,
and danced, on that high wire.
David Lessard
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/high-wire-act/
