The First

She’s kind of startling Like the tiny gasp before a kiss A breath of wind Spontaneous and unexpected. She's the fall after the jump When I've used up my three wishes. I'm a magnet for the broken Or those who will leave me shattered. She is neither, Constantly walking on clouds Head in the sky While I trip over my words And land at her feet. I look in her eyes a bit too long And I can’t pull away. They are full of something, Something I don’t know Yet. But I will try to learn her I doubt everything Everything But her.