My pulse was racing and knees were weak
I knocked the door then tried to speak
Though I’ve tongue of silver, and nerves of steel
I stood in silence at what was revealed
A figure tall , with every grace
An arresting vision was her face
her neck a pillar,her lips a vow,
Her flesh so tender,Her head unbowed.
She brought me back to confidence
with subtle cues and competence
Our co-conspiratorial whispers
led to the moment in which I kissed her
The passion felt – reflected keen
In eyes flecked gold on bluish green.