Song 53:
Sometimes the singing diva was tickled pink by the unique way in which that mysterious stranger expressed his love. She'd imagine she'd lost him owing to her over friendly, open nature. She was rather clear hearted and therefore, never felt the need to be overly secretive or guarded. Probably he did not approve of her openness. He doubted her intentions at times.
After days of despondency and uncertainty, he would throw her way a huge swathe of warmth and affection. He was so grand and beguiling in his manner that it took her breath away. He watched her silently from the sides, unsure if she was fooling around with many an eligible suitor. Little did he know that she was totally enamoured by him. And she was ready to tone down the exuberance if it made him happy, for she loved him to bits. All others could vanish into thin air, for all she cared. If anything the other guys were buddies, chat-brats and platonic pals.
He stood apart. Regal and manly, classy and confident, tough yet tender. When he gave her the slightest hint that he cared for her, a thousand pink roses bloomed instantly in the valley of her heart. Her face blushed under the maddening scrutiny of his gaze. The piano notes danced their wild tango. It took only two to tango after all. The rest did not matter. She had found her Adonis and she wasn't looking for anything or anyone else!
Sometimes the singing diva was tickled pink by the unique way in which that mysterious stranger expressed his love. She'd imagine she'd lost him owing to her over friendly, open nature. She was rather clear hearted and therefore, never felt the need to be overly secretive or guarded. Probably he did not approve of her openness. He doubted her intentions at times.
After days of despondency and uncertainty, he would throw her way a huge swathe of warmth and affection. He was so grand and beguiling in his manner that it took her breath away. He watched her silently from the sides, unsure if she was fooling around with many an eligible suitor. Little did he know that she was totally enamoured by him. And she was ready to tone down the exuberance if it made him happy, for she loved him to bits. All others could vanish into thin air, for all she cared. If anything the other guys were buddies, chat-brats and platonic pals.
He stood apart. Regal and manly, classy and confident, tough yet tender. When he gave her the slightest hint that he cared for her, a thousand pink roses bloomed instantly in the valley of her heart. Her face blushed under the maddening scrutiny of his gaze. The piano notes danced their wild tango. It took only two to tango after all. The rest did not matter. She had found her Adonis and she wasn't looking for anything or anyone else!
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