I met a girl
She has a lovely name just like you
That always echoes in my heart
She never fails to hold me spellbound
Captivating, mesmerizing, tantalising...
She loves to wear light make up
What with a glossy red lips
Not to mention her sweet smile with glistening whie teeth
She studies English Literature
And sort of sends me revelling in my Angmoh fantasy
Because you know what?
She doesn't speak Mandarin
She is a classy 21st century lady who plays the cello
Which, again, makes me "wow-out-loud" that..
She's my cup of tea
She just has that gracious vibes that tickle all my senses
Especially when she is playing the cello
Slowly, gently, calmingly fiddling through the strings
Producing soothing sounds that resonates in the empty, battered heart of mine
Then on one fateful night
I dreamt of you
My miraculous encounter with her no longer excites me
I envision myself holding her hands and thinking about you
That is when I realized I've not moved on
And my heart still inhabits a person
Who would never render me paradise