When I first laid eyes on him,
He was average as any other.
Tall and skinny, nice and fair.
He was my next life chapter.

My heart leaped when he smiled.
My mind raced when he said my name.
My body melted when he laughed.
He drove me completely insane.

His height towered mine.
I was shorter than him by a lot.
He was so very attractive,
But I wouldn't call him hot.

His blue eyes were like the ocean,
Full of sparkling crystals.
When the sun hits it,
It was shiny; anything but dull.

The bad thing about this
Was his age.
He was just a little older.
It wasn't much of a miss.

I really like the boy.
There I said it.
Here is a poem for him.
I'll give him the credit.