One man, forlorn and lost
Wanders the streets, facing the cost
Searching for something genuine
Not knowing she's already seen
One moment, the crossroads of fate
Met with her over the sun's late
Heartstrings strung, tears falling
Now knowing they're each other's calling
Hearts intertwined, paths open
Their story currently written;
Man and woman,
Now are one
Through smiles and cries, they hold on
Hands together up till dawn
Neither are lost, nor alone
The rest of their journey still unknown.
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