A world in black and white,
Baited breath and fluttering heart as I
Catch his eye, my own
Darting away nervously.
Eternally wondering if he
Feels as blissfully on edge in this
Game of cat and mouse as I do,
Hiding our feelings
In fear that the other may not feel the same.
Just waiting for that first
Kiss, the first time the words I
Love you finally tumble carelessly from our
Mouths like stolen kisses.
Nine months later, I stare into his
Opal eyes and feel the rhythm of his
Pulse against my cheek, the
Quiet thrumming through his shirt.
Ready to take on the world ahead of us,
Staring into the unknown with a conviction of
The devout, worshipping the centre of my
Very reason my world is now in radiant colour.
We can’t recall the
eXact moment we both fell in love, but as our
Youth steadily fades like the sunset to nightfall, I still feel the
Zenith of possibilities erupting between you and me.