I see before me
an ocean of faces
Each one dreaming
of magical places
All energy focused
on the celebration
While getting caught up
in the intoxication
I can't help thinking
of the one which I seek
Is he just around the corner
having an ice cold drink?
Hearts beat rapidly
while the blood is flowing
Every hope crushed
as disappointment is growing
Butterflies flap their wings
ever so furiously inside
My feelings of anxiousness
this mask cannot seem to hide
The moment then comes
when something parts the sea
There is a face in the crowd
that can only be my man of mystery
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