A quick knock on the door

"May I come in? I'm here to fix the telly."

Introduced, we say hi, neither too shy

And the questions just start coming

Seeing a saxophone in the corner, I jump right in

"So you play the sax, I see?"

"Classical sax, though, not really jazz."

Hey, that's quite alright with me

"I play piano...classical, like you...and not so good at jazz either."

"I played piano for a bit, but didn't continue...I really wish I had."

Then came a delay as the T.V. channels displayed

But all Korean, Japanese, Spanish, and Armenian...egads!

"Excuse me while I retire to the roof to check the blasted antennae."

"Not a problem," you say with a smile

So I step out and make the climb up the ladder

Upon the roof, my mind wanders, and I burn myself on a hot tile

I was thinking of you...your cute red bow

Your beautiful brown eyes and hair

Your lovely voice and adorable spunk

Your skin so alabaster fair

The antennae corrected, or so I thought

Back down, I made my way

Setting the T.V. to search again

I turned to you to say

"I see you have video games. Is your guy a gamer?"

"How come you didn't ask if they're mine?"

"My apologies...that was to be my next question."

"Some are his, and some are, indeed, mine."

As you pulled from your bag a Game Boy Micro

A smile formed on my face

And then you revealed Drill Dozer engaged

"It's fun. I played it back in the day."

"I also beat Minish Cap not too long ago," you beamed

"Oh, I also like that one!"

"That's awesome! So many people said nay, but I liked it."

So we had common ideas of fun

Then the T.V. was ready once again

And we turned with our fingers crossed

But once again we were met

With languages that left us lost

"I wish I spoke another language," you said

"But you do," as I pointed to your sax

"Oh, you!" you said in such an adorable way

My heart instantly melted like a burning candle's wax

After another two tries and still no English

No standard channels in view

I apologized, a bit embarrassed

And wished I had another reason to linger with you

But alas there was naught else to do

Defeated by the blasted T.V.

Another solution would have to be sought

And I hoped for another opportunity to meet

"Farewell. It was a pleasure to meet you."

"Indeed, it was nice to meet you too."

"I hope to hear you play the sax one day."

You smiled, then chuckled, "Oh, thank you!"

I turned to leave, feeling lead in my shoes

Never walked so slowly to my car

My heart lighter than air, yet heavier than rocks

Having met such a fair shooting star

Will I see you again someday? Our conversation continue?

Will this just be a moment in time?

Will we smile, share, and chuckle together again?

Or will you be a fond memory in my mind?

Such is the meet cute...who knows where it goes?

A mysterious, magical journey

Keep watching the movie to find out the ending

Meanwhile my heart will keep yearning