Cupid's Drive-by Shooting

Do you believe in love at first sight?

Can it happen?

There she was

Sitting there

I'd dreamed of her since I was a little boy

I'd always wanted her

AND THERE SHE WAS!!!

Trapped in a steel cage

Her feet bare

Her hair was beautiful

Her ears were perfect

In fact, everything about her was perfect.

And then, our eyes met

My soul became charged with light

And life and hope and love

Pure, unconditional, radiant love

Her eyes were the eyes of an angel of mercy

In them was no fear or concern

Only longing and love

And I thought of her feet, her bare feet

Running to greet me at the end of a hard day

After my tilting at windmills

And other quixotic quests and queries

Her bare feet

Pressing up against my body in a pure expression

Of respect and fealty and love and devotion

Her bare feet

Padding softly to be close to me

As I lay on the ground

To snuggle close

And put her head on my shoulder

My arm around her small body

And look into those eyes - those incredible, beautiful eyes...

And see eternity

These are my thoughts as I drive by

The PetSmart pet adoption

And I see the beagle for adoption

I hear cries of love and desire from the back seat

Two children who want that love, too.

And I smile like the sphinx, my knowing smile...

Alas! for love that cannot be...

:-)

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