I met a woman for a dinner and wine. It wasn't quite a
normal date and she wasn't quite a normal girl. She had a
great smile and she talked with her hands. And I wasn't
quite a normal guy.

I saw this fire inside of her and passion for life. And a
big little heart protected and guard.

She's the kind of a person that follows red glowing
butterflies just to see where they go and why they are
glowing and what makes them red. She's the kind of a woman
that will carry you away with her stories, inviting you to
join, feel, and explore what's inside her head.

She is one of her kind and she knows that all right.
And she loves who she is and she is true to herself. But I
think that the world hasn't figured her out. And she is just
waiting to be found.

She sets herself goals and higher ideals and she shoots for
the moon and often she dreams. But from what I have seen, I
think her dreams will come true and one of these days she
will land among the stars...

It wasn't quite a normal date and she wasn't quite a normal
girl. She had a big smile and I thought she could be a good
friend.

And I wanted to call her the next day and tell her all that,
but I felt that she wanted her space and the time for
herself. And I felt how her big little heart was doing his
job. Protecting and guarding and thinking ahead.

And I wanted to tell her that when I'm not on a date, I too,
talk with my hands.