Looking for Love
Last week we were in the park. I don’t know your name but I remember your face. I can’t get those dimples in your cheeks and your chin out of my head, they make your face special.
We were walking our dogs through the park and they started playing. I still remember that beautiful smile that appeared on your almost perfect mouth. I also remember how your hair fell perfectly across your forehead and touched your cute ears adorned with earrings. That red mane was striking.
But it was those blue eyes next to that perfectly formed nose that captured me. That gaze has appeared again and again in my thoughts for days, it even appears in my dreams.
Perhaps you also remember me. I’m that guy with the dark beard and frizzy hair. If you have also been thinking about me, please, call me. I’m looking for you!