When We First Met

When we first met,

 On Christmas Eve’s eve,

Of my senses, 

I did take my leave.

You stole my heart

And my wallet was bare,

But it was not for money

I did care.

You are the one

I’ve searched for from the start.

The one I’ve longed for

In my heart’s heart..

I don’t have much to give you,

Just all that I have,

My love and my life.

Please take them, I beg you

Or I will forever be sad.

To you I give them freely,

Without regret.

As I did that morn

When first we met.

-Dave Gibson

-January 14, 2001

The One

Could I Have Found Her?

Could it be that she is the one?

Could she be the woman of my dreams?

The one that I’ve longed for,

That for her love,

In joy my heart would scream.

With the hair of an angel,

The face of a star,

The body of Venus,

Above all others, by far.

She is as sweet as a child,

With a voice I adore.

I long to be with her,

Evermore.

-Dave Gibson

January 27^th, 2001