ياسمينة
14-11-2008, 09:09 PM
And There He Was
And there he was,
Staring into my eyes as a child stares at candy.
He was an image of perfection.
His sea blue eyes were as deep as the ocean,
And , oh,so full of mystery, like a treasure waiting to be opened.
He could win any girl's heart,
But he was awaiting my response to the question.
My stomach was churninglike milk in a blender.
My heart was beating as if I had just run a marathon.
I was so excited that he had asked me,
Not just any girl, but me.
All I had to do was get the words out,
but it was hard.
His perfection stunned my thoughts,
Yet I managed to reply in a cool manner,
The words flowing off my lips as water flows through a stream.
" Sure, you can borrow my pencil."
And there he was,
Staring into my eyes as a child stares at candy.
He was an image of perfection.
His sea blue eyes were as deep as the ocean,
And , oh,so full of mystery, like a treasure waiting to be opened.
He could win any girl's heart,
But he was awaiting my response to the question.
My stomach was churninglike milk in a blender.
My heart was beating as if I had just run a marathon.
I was so excited that he had asked me,
Not just any girl, but me.
All I had to do was get the words out,
but it was hard.
His perfection stunned my thoughts,
Yet I managed to reply in a cool manner,
The words flowing off my lips as water flows through a stream.
" Sure, you can borrow my pencil."