swept away

I want to be swept off my feet...

I want to be showered with hugs and kisses,

love notes and, every once in awhile, flowers.

...flowers drawn and colored on loose leaf paper will do, if that's all we can afford.

I want to be admired by you...

I want to catch you sneaking glances at me and when you think I'm not looking.

I want you to hold me extra close in the midst of a hug just to smell the scent of me.

I want to be surprised by you...

I want you to stop by where ever I am just to say "Hi" or "I love you."

I want to be swept off my feet...

I want to be adored by you...

I want you to roll your eyes at my girly quirks,
followed by a "that's why I love you" look.

I want you to find me irresistible...
I want you to scheme ways to get next to me.
I want to feel your caress when you're near.

...I want to be swept off my feet...by you.

This is a little story about four people named Everybody, Somebody, Anybody, and Nobody. 

There was an important job to be done and Everybody was sure that Somebody would do it.

Anybody could have done it, but Nobody did it.

Somebody got angry about that because it was Everybody's job. 

Everybody thought that Anybody could do it, but Nobody realized that Everybody wouldn't do it.

It ended up that Everybody blamed Somebody when Nobody did what Anybody could have done.