The First Meet

It’s not boasting,

It’s not bluffing,

It’s how I felt,

After we met.

It was just an ounce, 

For the memories to bounce.

No hurting,

No flirting.

It’s how I felt,

After we met.

Faded fears,

Wiped tears.

Started living a life,

Keeping the past aside.

It’s all about experiences.

A portion that I can share,

That cannot be fared.

It’s how I felt,

After we met.

A jolly heart with a full-page smile,

A ray of hope in those shimmering eyes.

Blabbers a lot like a bot,

That only I can plot.

Lips are silent,

Expressions are loud,

And I feel proud.

It’s how I felt,

After we met.

A lean body that can be cuddled,

With all the confidence that is huddled,

But his forehead is muddled.

Creative is his mind,

A business is all he could find,

For him to bind.

Handsome does he look,

But cannot be booked.

Alluring is his heart,

That is not easy to part.

It’s how I felt,

After we met.

Inspiring one is what he knows,

And one can easily vow.

Caring is his nature,

But trusting is only in the future.

I want to peep,

To dig him deep,

For telling him he’s sweet.

It’s how I felt,

After we met.

It is not intimacy,

But we need privacy.

You know why?

Sometimes a big smile,

For a stone to pile in the mile.

That’s all I need,

For the memories to feed.

It’s not boasting,

It’s not bluffing,

It’s how I felt,e

After we met.