The First Meeting Poem by scurlock snr

i remember going to a pub and seeing you we both looked
at eachother and for a minute there was a feeling ive met
you before minutes later i noticed that i was still looking
in your direction i dnt know if it was your eyes or smile but
for a minute or 2 i seemed to be lost in another world.later on
that night we met again this time rather than getting lost in the
feeling i know you from somewhere we spoke then like mirror images
had the same fate a trip to the catty arranged then cancelled in
the blink of an eye.we travelled to our little town in the hills
and talked for a long time i enjoyed that time spent talking then
it was time to go watch 2 sweaty guys in spandex beat each other up.
still until next time it was nice weekend to have spent with you