First Love

He spoke to me in a loving way, I wanted to reply, yet not a word I could say Blinding me like a bright summers light, His eyes met mine, I knew I was up for the fight. My palms were sweating, My face felt hot, My heart was racing, These feeling were like a battle, A battle I hadn't yet fought. To me, He was the most beautiful song that I'd ever heard Yet in the lyrics I didn't know a word. He'd brightened the room, making me see That all I wanted was him and me...