Sitting in another business meeting,
Daydreaming about things I want to do with you.
Last night I couldn’t kiss you enough,
Cross-eyed crazy in your embrace.
What would it be like to be with you,
From here on out to the end of time?
To wake each morning—look into your eyes,
Taste your lips and inhale your musk.
I’ve waited so long for my dream girl,
Are you the one He sent to me?
A kindred soul on the journey of life;
You’re a wonderful dream I haven’t earned.
Millions of people constantly searching;
Only a few joyfully finding each other at last.
Chuck Connors, January 17, 2010