Drifting my eyes across the countless profiles,
Hidden shadows of some pretending to be aloof,
Old photographs depicting once a beauty, little white lies,
Most of us just want to touch a little truth,

For whatever reason we are looking in here,
Trying to find a piece of our personality jigsaw,
Heartaches are long gone, we have shed that final tear,
Perfection can never be found all have a little flaw,

Written words to say I am looking,
Must be solvent, professional and dreamy,
Please wait a moment I check diary so you can get a booking,
Imagination has spiralled is this a place that can get steamy,

Scammers, cheats, liars and time wasters abound,
Wondering just why sometimes I persevere,
Because hope in your heart is still to be found,
And maybe? Just maybe she may be here,

Whether they be rich, poor or just mediocre,
Materialistic and vain, large or just slender,
Wanting more children? This could be a choker,
dont` drink much but that would put me on a bender,

So lookers just think of that person as you,
They have feelings and future dreams,
Dont` be condescending or make them blue,
Sometimes it is not all as it seems,

Most of us have had broken hearts,
Felt that heart spring snap,
Looking like you for fresh starts,
Relationships and Love needs to build up it is not on tap.