Love Poem: First Love

First Love

He spoke to me in a loving way,
	            I wanted to reply, yet not a word I could say
Blinding me like a bright summers light,
	            His eyes met mine, I knew I was up for the fight.



My palms were sweating, 
My face felt hot,
My heart was racing,
                              These feeling were like a battle,
	              A battle I hadn't yet fought.


To me,
He was the most beautiful song that I'd ever heard
Yet in the lyrics I didn't know a word.



                                He'd brightened the room, making me see 
	                    That all I wanted was him and me...