Yes, This Must Be Love.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

Yes, this must be love....
(Reminding the very first moments of a long serious Love-life based on God)

I remember your poetry,
you became a poet instantly,
since you wished my attention,
you thought of myriad ideas to mention,
who was mesmerizing?
your appearance captured me,
matured,
as red wine,
the older the better,
but were you old?
not at all,
you had maturity,
you were young,
that moment your eyes met mine,
I was in heaven, the heaven on earth,

yes, this must be love,
I was seventeen,
never been kissed,
but that precious night,
i felt maturity,as a teen,
the next day you came again,
and then,
that maturity you discovered in me,
had fallen upon the floor,
I didn't care what you'll expect more,
one thing I know,
you love me very,
and I love to be in your company,
your conclusion
to take me as your
long life companion,
had to meet my parents decision,

and the rest is history….

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Monday 24 Feb 2020