Through her veiled heart, she sees him search everywhere
She knows he searches for her but lets him search anyway
She loves the way his desperation feeds on his scepticism
And the way he determines to never drop his bundle
She admires the beads of sweat his entire being emit
The way they easily get replaced as soon they are driven.
It’s a wonder he catches sight of no one out of a myriad
Her heart secretly flows to him, her entire being with it.
But her heart he must buy with a prized hesitation
It’s certain he’ll never give up on his dream inamorata.
She will let him wait and search just a little while longer
Soon she’ll pull off her veil, her whole heart to give,
But she finds him knotted to loveliness with willingness to settle.
She’s shocked to listen to what the multitude say,
That he has found for himself, the perfect one.