Credits: http://www.morguefile.com/archive/display/125524

[dropcap]T[/dropcap]he clock’s ticking

but he isn’t here yet

running clouds and

Oh! I can see his head!

Am I a lil too much over-dressed?

Already, is my gloss beginning to fade!!?

Shut up! He can see you.

He is walking closer

n’ he is wearing blue!

he’s gorgeous, I pick up a smile

he looks good, he seems genuine

God! I wanna blush

But I can’t take my eyes off him!

 

His flattering smile

is sweeping me off my feet

My heart’s pounding

Why do I myself feel so out of reach?

 

giggling birds and cold breeze

sweeping my hair on my face

I’m now feeling a bit relieved

could use it as an excuse to hide the lil blush I got?

(fearing what if he could spot?)

 

We’re walking together now

I can feel his aura

I watch our feet

they seem to be in sync. (yay!)

I look up, he’s smiling

Gosh! How can I be still alive,

When I’m feeling like I’m on cloud 9

Duh! I must be high.

But I can’t be

Our bodies just touched

I shrugged with a desire

to melt within it

Woah! I really seem to adore this guy.

 

We’re in a restaurant now

he is ordering some donuts

God! he has no idea

just how choosy I am

be it donuts or nutheads!

I dont wanna seem too demanding

so I keep quiet and sip on my coffee

(Ugh! So hot!!?)

 

This is my very first date and I can feel the thing.

n’ I have a feeling we’re going to make a story

now that I can’t stop feeling these butterflies.

Is he an elvish prince or something?

cause he has sparkling eyes

n I’m sure he knows that too

he must battle with monsters

when the sun goes down

climb the walls of a dungeon

and escape the princesses (Please! Let me be that princess today!)

and smile throughout the day

so to let the laughter spread!

 

We bid goodbyes

He pulls me closer, hugs me tight

plants a kiss on my forehead

smiles and waves

I’m on my way back home

and I’m wonder-struck

I can’t stop smiling with the wind

and I’m sure that we have a thing.

I have a feeling we’re going to make a story

now that I can’t stop feeling these butterflies.

Is he an elvish prince or something?

 

Image Credits: http://www.morguefile.com/archive/display/125524

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