Boy Meets Girl Poem by Chelsea DeVries

One glance is the warning to the coming attractions.
One kiss seals the deal, like in a game of poker.
Will each player play his or her cards correctly or
get played?

Falling in love, each moment more important than the next.
First, infatuation, past the getting-to-know-you phase.
I can now read your soul, with one glance before
my eyes temporarily close in a blink.

We then agree to promise each other
that we will stick together,
from now, being young and fresh,
to becoming old and expired.
Loving both the exterior and interior forevermore.