Knock, Knock..

On a warm summers day
As a gentle breeze
Sways the rows of stunning flowers
And the golden rays of the sun
Make everything glitter and shine
There is a small sound
Being repeated over and over
Quite a normal sound
That is disturbing the peace..

Knock, knock..
A girl with fluffy brown hair
Answers her door
Her glossy blue eyes look damaged
And the smile on her face
Is plastered there out of politeness..

Dressed in a sparkly white suit
Blonde hair spiked up
A dazzling smile
And bearing
A bunch of blood red roses
The man asks her for a date
She smiles but waves him away..
As this is not the one she wants
Knocking on her door..

Knock, Knock
Next is a man
Tall, dark, and incredibly handsome
Are a few words that
Describe him..
He shows her the keys of his speedy sports car
And invites her to join him
She smiles but waves him away..
As this is not the one she wants
Knocking on her door..

Knock, Knock
Along comes a man
He has jet black hair
Electric blue eyes
A mouth full of
Amazingly white teeth
And muscles big enough
To pick her up and spin her
Around and around and around
He comes carrying a huge basket
Of champagne..
She smiles but waves him away..
As this is not the one she wants
Knocking on her door..

Knock, Knock
This time the man at the door
Is not bearing any gifts,
Nor wearing expensive clothes
All that this man carries with him
Is a smile full of love..
And eyes that stare straight into her soul
He moves closer
And kisses her..
Every inch of his heart and soul
Flow into that kiss..

And when they finally break away
Her eyes,
No longer damaged
Sparkle with happiness and love
That smile that was placed there to be polite
Now cannot be removed..
And that broken heart,
Is now repaired and stronger than ever..
And she is finally happy,
As this is the one she wants
Knocking on her door..