I'm searching
For something that I do not know
For whom I do not know
For what I do not know
Perhaps for love
Perhaps for lust
Perhaps for death
Perhaps for nothing
Perhaps I am searching
For that rare jewel
Found often in Shakesphere
But not in here
The fine romantic
Who loves and lusts
After a certain girl
Juliet, Desdemon, or other
A women of such caliber seek I
Who loves and lusts
Who cares and feels
Who wants nothing else but her man
Alas, I have yet to find
A women of such a caliber
Perhaps they are extinct
Perhaps they are in hiding
I call to them now
Come out from where you hide
You need not be afraid
For I am like thine
