A boy, walks on
With a smile so peculiar
With a bounce in his step
Drenched in a feeling, not so familiar.
A girl, shies away
Rolling her hair into her finger
Warmer than ever,
The boy, looks at the mirror,
With a feeling anew
As if, for the first time, his face he had seen
A face that bore grace, lit up in all its sheen.
The girl, she breathes in an air of burdened pleasure,
Never had she felt an air any fresher
Took her time,
Looked so fine.
The boy and Girl,
Meet each other,
No time, no qualm,
Frozen in a world,
Architectured for those who bore that warm feeling,
The rest of the world , blurred
Each other’s heart beats they heard
No better feeling,
For when I first fell in love….