Let’s go Heat.

First it was a glance,
I moved forward, yet held my stance
ever so slightly,
Because ten glances later, I was still holding your picture tightly.
Who thought that a Polaroid-like picture could cause my heart to race and my body to get stiffer?
Maybe It’s your figure, or your smile, your eyes that drive me wild,
the love that’s in your heart, the way you think of now and how your living for your future, and from the start
I found my self hooked on words taken slightly,
even though I haven’t heard your voice yet,
ain’t that ironic? Not even likely that I’d have a chance,
Being how were so far apart,
Yet if we could link our hearts,
Stories could unfold on how we fell in love by chance,
Love at first sight,
at first glance.