Knock, Knock Poem by Yasir Khan Niazi

i knock at the door,
u r standing behind the door,
i see a shadow on the floor,
it is bright, yes! it glows,
you check your hair and fix the bow
the first time, we are on a go,
you bite ur lips, check your finger tips,
spin a round, and error to be found,
no its all good, it was understood,
time has been spent on, creating such a perfect one,
door get open, heartbeat gets broken
time stops for a while, seeing simplicity in style,
holding my breath i take a step
to give me strength, i hold ur hand...