First love at first sight,
no secret and nothing to hide.
The scene comes to mind,
and I just let that rewind.
Those beautiful eyes,
starry and shy,
hairs were curly,
long and nice.
Rosy pink lips,
lovely smile,
simple and innocent,
yet in style.
A petite figure,
as enchanting as ever,
with my eyes got everything captured,
but mouth had spoken not a single word.
That memoirs glued to me, forever,
I had nurtured it with lots of love and care.
She is an angel,
based on my imagination,
but my relentless heart,
is in constant observation,
to feel her in real.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem