So many looking for that sacred romance,
where your heart and mind are gripped,
wondering sometimes if to take that chance,
but scared in case others laughed as you tripped,

Within a dating site profiles anew,
recycled members and new ones about,
how many times have we had a view,
wondering if one should make the first shout,

Always we seem to have that little doubt,
so many choices from this galleried candy store,
different pictures and soulful words you want to find out,
who in this world could make you want more,

Re-map your mind and take those in view,
LadyLori who reaches out for romantic bliss,
That sweet lady KNenagh looking for love true,
Poor Ali still awaiting that true loves kiss,

That gentle lady Merriweather from the southern hemisphere,
whose prose of words can make you think indeed,
Trueheart gentle english knight who is bold and has no fear,
would he be someones true loves steed,

Far to the west is JeanKimberley enigmatic with a slight tilt,
Always dreaming of her Highland man in a kilt,
Mollybaby from the land of green,
Waiting for her true love to be seen,

Unlaoised who feels the power of love,
still awaiting her true mating dove,
South Africa lies a Cocheta who thinks chivalry is dead,
still awaiting her knight to get into her head,

If we were to take all in view,
a part of each for our romantic tryst,
all together they become a perfect hue,
if one had all of this then romance would indeed be bliss.