Once

I just met him for a few days,

Yet I feel funny in these ways.

He isn't like other guys, not at all,

I don't think he is 'the one', but yet I do.

Every touch with him there isn't a big spark,

But I always think of him after we part.

And when I think of him I have those sparks,

That's when I know that he is - different.

Maybe I'm just used to my fragile heart in love,

Falling for guys (should I say) at first sight.

A single electrical touch - a flock of doves,

My heart is too easily set flight.

Through hardships I've learnt something new,

Not to fall too easily for guys.

This guy, however, I know is one of the few,

I want him so bad, but I have to be wise.

Dark eyes & hair, with matching jett glasses.

He is embedded in my mind, it never passes.

Dashing smile and tender voice,

His kind actions and heart, such a perfect boy.

But... even then there are boundaries here,

It is the time separating us, I fear.

Horrible heartbreaking horoscope predictions,

Even his unknown story to me.

Year ends with an unknown ill-fated love life,

And imagining the life of loving someone.

His tender voice calling me babe and wife.

Yet I haven't confessed, his heart still not won.

I talk with him over a screen,

I resist the urge to send how I truly feel.

But I am always drawn to that urging beam,

Wrapping him in an embrace seems so real.

I dare to say Soulmates are made and not fated.

Regardless of everything I'm daring to give it a try,

To step over my fears and be with him, to even just give it a try.

By Lucinda Melrose

Created: 2019

Edited and Published: 1st January 2020