Saturday, February 3, 2018

first meeting





I woke up to the sound of your voice
My heart started pounding as I open my eyes
In my mind, I see your smile, smell your scent, feel your touch
Sooner or later I cannot fight my feelings
Sooner or later I might keep on searching for you
Your laugh, your looks, the way you act
Out of nowhere, as if I am melted away by time
Under the spell of your presence, I felt alive
January is not the same,as the month I have met you
May the good Lord give us a journey in life together

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