Overwhelmed Poem by linus gerald

We were sitted on the fine carved stones
With the low wall running round the square
Around us the medieval buildings of Italy
The ones built for defense with no tally

I had only met her in town recently
Though I was an old friend of her relatives
I was damn shy that I could not win her attention
Yet my nerves believed she was my only perfection

She blamed the world for holding all her needs
Always showing off before her very eyes
I asked if there is anything I could possibly do
And she said to provide the needs is all I have to do

That night I saw her lean against a pillar
All alone despite the hubbub all around her
I went up to her with all the caution rated to a wild cat
My approach a cautious gesture of deep affection

She sensed my movements towards her
And turned around to face my direction
Then she lifted her hands up as if in prayer
Leaning on my chest with the whispers of “you are the need”
I was overwhelmed