There is so little to be known,
Of that girl whom sits there all alone,
But yet I’ve grown
To look her direction just to meet her gaze.

I feign to think of my actions,
For there is no reason to divert my eyes,
Though linger little they do from this distraction,
Which has captured my mind.

She embodies my soul, through which I see,
And devours my eyes beyond my belief.
I don’t understand who she may be,
But she holds this mystical power over me.

Our eyes connecting at every glance,
I do not understand why this is happening
Because there is no reason why this chance
Has me bewildered beyond my comprehension.

My heart begins to race
As my eyes begin to jolt,
Then I realize I have little pace,
For she has made the first move.

She speaks and I am so distracted by her voice
That I cannot participate in this conversation
Because this spell that holds me hostage to a choice,
Which is not my own will not bind me forever.

I speak to her in a jumble of letters,
Yet she smiles, and my heart melts
From the happiness that betters
Me as a person when she’s around.

I cannot help but wonder,
What I maybe without her,
But I do not squander
My precious time with her because I love her so.

I don’t believe in luck,
But I do believe in love,
And I will always remember that muck
I was in before I was struck down.

She has my heart,
She has my soul,
I wonder if she hit the middle of the circle with that dart,
For we are our perfection.

She is my everything,
And I am hers,
We do not want to think of another thing,
This is my first love and it is hers,
Lets let this one be the real thing.