The One

This glorious look of yours
Stumbles upon my untidy hair
And the overall air
Of curiosity and despair.
'What are you doing here, my fair lady,
On a hot summer day
In a library so shady?'
'I have shady thoughts indeed.
In order for my mind to be freed,
Let's leave these cooling walls for a while
And end a long period of my exile'.
'I do remember your face.
Weren't you one of the best in that rat race
In 2016?'
'Maybe, but then I returned to learning history'.
'What kind of a research are you doing now?'
'Not much of a mystery. Italian aristocracy and its role
In the development of Modern Europe's economy'.
'You're digging into those books as deeply as a mole.
Do you have any time of your own?'
'Not much, but when I do, I go to a gallery.
I'm not quite satisfied with my salary,
I can't visit Italy in person
Or record the songs I'm rehearsing but
One thing beats all the others -
At our monastery
We have some
Outstanding brothers'.
We giggle
Since giggling after googling
Is sometimes fun,
Especially after you've been googling for so long
for 'THE ONE'.