Hunting High and Low

I’m hunting high and low, For someone I am yet to know I can sense the beating of her heart, But I know not where to start She will bring me joy, bring me peace, And maybe the loneliness will cease So here I am, Is she within the reach of my hand Has she been here once before, Is she the one who left me wanting more Have we met in a passing glance, Our eyes meeting in a chance Has she passed me in these halls, Never entering into these walls Or is she merely just a dream, A fantasy my mind has created just for me Never the less, I shall continue hunting for her, High and low, I shall never give up hope For a life without love, Without passion Will have you cold and lonely, As you walk into the sun The End By Greg P