On Knowing When This Is IT
On Knowing When This Is IT
When you think of that one person
At odd times during the day;
When they constantly shock you,
While just acting their way;
When morning doesn't come
Soon enough to speak again;
When the endless night
Is comfort in each other's arms;
When the world loses meaning
Without their laughter;
When time is no obstacle
And the present is enough;
When you understand truth
In a new and perfect way;
When fun becomes entwined
With the meaning of them;
When you sigh at quiet moments
While closing your eyes to dream;
When they look their most beautiful
In plain clothing and no perfume;
When words become known
And poetry is made;
Then you know that this is IT.
Copyright � January 2001 Solai
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