Instead of love at first sight, why not nemesis at first sight?
No, I don’t mean hate at first sight. Nemeses don’t even have to particularly dislike each other, though it’s admittedly customary.
I mean their eyes meet from across the room, and there’s a moment of instant, mutual understanding that they will one day battle to the death on some remote, storm-lashed plain with the very fate of the world hanging on the outcome.
When matching yourself with a nemesis, it’s very important to ensure that one of you is a shouter and one of you is a monologuer. If you’re both monologuers, you’ll never get around to actually battling, while if you’re both shouters, everything goes all Dragon Ball.
«E c'era il sole e avevi gli occhi belli
lui ti baciò le labbra ed i capelli,
c'era la luna e avevi gli occhi stanchi
lui pose le sue mani sui tuoi fianchi.
Furono baci e furono sorrisi
poi furono soltanto i fiordalisi
che videro con gli occhi delle stelle
fremere al vento e ai baci la tua pelle.»