When I Meet Love

He will not have a bouquet of roses in his hands
He will despise the color red
He will think Teddy bears are childish
And I'm quite certain that he will know, candy isn't good for me.

When I meet Love

He will not run, trip or fall for me
He will not profess feelings of hearts and skipped heartbeats.

He will walk carefully
He will get to know me.

When I meet love

He will not Speak to me a soliloquy
He will Simply breathe until his lungs are full
He will do nothing differently
He will understand.