In those pretty moments,
When our eyes meet across the crowded hall,
And we look at each other,
As if it was all you could see.
Just as breathing quickens,
And pulse speeds up,
We realize that they didn't even,
Need a key to set our hearts free.
Its always the lil things you know,
First time tour fingers entwine,
Random brush of shoulders,
The oozing chemistry when we stand too close!
The adorable blush on our cheeks,
That requires to hid when he
Catches you staring at him,
The extra nanosecond of holding each other's gaze,
Oh My! The longer than usual smile that follows.
Its those precious little things that,
House all the magic!
Its those little things where,
The spirit is calm and the chaos of,
Life is outside!