When We Meet | Poem About Love

Meeting you is obviously the best feeling,
I fail to tell you this so I put here my babe,
Blush is all what sums up everyone's meet
But you see blushing is not actually automatic,

There happens a lot when we meet

You walk in front of me,

And I just gift you my heart,

For those seconds the world seems still 

All I wish to stand there and see you walking towards me,

I look in those deep gorgeous eyes and they say just one thing,

'What are you finding in me?'

I try to answer with mine and say, 

My wife,

And then you automatically blush,

I find those lips pressing the urge to kiss,

And I reply with mine babe I am dying to have you kissed hard, just small wait,

I look at those hairs you try to make look good,

Constantly thinking in mind, does he likes this look?

I grin a little and the message is sent,

I tell you look the prettiest,

There happens a lot with winds,

Lot with those singing things,

I know it looks like a scene from movie which ain't real,

But slow down it to 1000 times,

You'll have each detail,

Then that blush comes and I finally open up with words,

I say, you look gorgeous,

Yet you refuse,

For which I know, Inside you are on clouds,

But yes, I still say trust me you are amazingly new,

You then can't control the excitement and burst out in blush.

You melt away,

Looking towards me with the prettiest smile,

Slowly advancing to grab my hand,

and looking straight in my eyes,

then Suddenly getting shy and looking down,

You make me the happiest man.

I wish to have you forever,

Meeting you each morning like this,

But I enjoy this wait..