In the virtual world of ultimate love there is a place I say where faceless names love nameless souls, the Yellow Rose Cafe. Came to it once, sheer accident. Stopped in for a drink with no intent But where within, I met a gent, who, only after hours spent, changed my life that day. The oddest thing, he had no face, no haunting eyes, no lips to trace. Not one feature could I find, not one image came to mind. Outside we strolled by the garden way to a booth on which a yellow rose lay. Hours we spent, I and this man, sharing our dreams and holding hands. My every desire I shared with him, I opened my heart and took him in. Suddenly, I realized, very much to my surprise, It mattered not he had no eyes for what's in the heart can't be disguised. :o) --<<-@ PoetryGirl
Reason for writing:
In chatting on IRC, it was never more clear that what is really attractive about a person is not what they look like on the outside, but what's in their heart. :o)
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