The First Time You Saw Him Poem by Norah Tunney

The first time you saw him,
his mystery wrapped itself around you,
like an ancient poem
calling you home,

you felt a deep sense of belonging,
Love recognizing itself,

and you sensed
something vaguely familiar,
some trace of a memory,
like a faded photo
from long ago,

and when you gazed
into his blue eyes
on that winter afternoon
you knew deep down-
your body would lie in his bed
under the snowy midnight moon.