A phone number, simply gained,
Perfect execution of an art,
Ecstatic, for I obtained,
A chance at the unattainable heart.

So graceful, so stunning,
My breath stops, I freeze,
You being the source,
Of my hearts fantasies.

The number is lost,
A contact left broken,
We only spoke once,
So much left unspoken.

Through odd chance of luck,
The contact was later regained,
A sweet conversation then followed,
A connection attained.

So insanely elevated, happy,
I couldn't believe It's true,
For I found a twin soul,
So much like me - it's you.

Anxious to finally be in your presence,
Burning, imagining your soft lips, your touch,
Longing to look deep into your eyes,
When I call my hand trembles - I want you that much.

I arrive and you're there,
So beautiful, I am lost - can't speak,
I start driving, blank stare,
Is this my imagination trick?

We sit, we talk, I touch your hand,
I am so full, so happy, so complete,
I get lost in the moment, we stand,
Then we start walking, outside - the summer heat.

We reach a garden, dimly lit,
Quiet, soft, like our voices,
Like the look reflecting in your eyes,
In our hearts we've made our choices.

The moment magical, ecstatic, wild,
I lean to you, our lips touch,
We kiss slowly, a blaze of emotions,
So sweet a kiss, I never knew such.

I am now detached from the earth,
Floating at my leisure, from cloud to cloud,
So high my emotions explode,
As to my feelings, I no longer have doubt.

A few days pass, I'm still afloat flying,
You send an ICQ message, "Uh-oh" sound,
I open the window, read your words,
I'm no longer flying. You slammed me to the ground.