It felt 33 minutes late
Though it wasn’t a date
Yet I was worried
More or less my eyes were weary
I was tired, exhausted and sleepy
My steps were slow, uneven,
Probably due to shaky my legs
Or butterflies in an empty stomach
Or just uncleared thoughts
I had on appropriate clothing
And my eyes kept on closing
The outside world was noisy
As if people and things everywhere were busy
I felt like someone trapped in time
Captured through slow motion bubble
The day seemed endless
Although it hadn't even started
Where was I going
When, How
Blank filled my mind
More than answers could be found
Then just then
As a rabbit from a magician's hat
I saw you in the door
Lovely eyes, sweet cheeks enrobed by a smile,
Although dreary
All felt in place
My legs regained control,
My mind became leader
My body the best team
and my hand hook to yours like twins on birth
I looked, observed, watched and learned
From this first meeting
That became the best thing in my life this year...