Comments about Brian Smith
My Heart Melted Today. (Meeting For The First Time)
How would I know my heart would melt?
How do I explain just what I felt?
Standing, waiting, hands in pocket,
Heart a racing as would a rocket.
Cheerful that we would finally meet
Frightened if my clothes were neat,
Did my breath scream a cry?
All these thoughts were awry.
I could not clear my mind of pain,
So many thoughts to try and explain,
So many feelings I must maintain,
So many visions awoke in my brain.
Here she comes from down the hall,
My heart has stopped, my legs soon to fall,
She has a beauty that cannot be hid.