It Was Love Poem by Patricia Kelley

It was that first look.
When I saw that you couldn't take your eyes off of me.
I saw you walking around the room with only your eyes fixed on me.
And, when we kissed for the first time, it was nice and smooth.
Soothe,
I knew right then that you cinched the deal with me.
I felt at that second of that moment that you belonged with me.
Call it instinct.
You stirred that loving feeling.
Deep inside of me;
I knew this is what it felt like to be in love.
This was a kiss that I wanted to last forever and ever.
It made me feel like I was walking barefooted in a deep wide field of soft white clover.
It was love.