My perfect Knight

Two simple poems
have my mind going
He talks to me
my heart stops
I see his face
My heart starts again
As he walks away
I'm revived and my knees begin to shake
The right look
I swear I'll die
Only one way to bring me back
A soft touch of his lips carefully on mine

The perfect thing to come to
His smiling face over me
This seems like reality
Instead of a dream
Cam almost feel his
lips on mine
Feel being in the middle
of his embrace
See his face so close to mine
Breath in his cologne
Like its air
His heart pounding right next to mine.

If only it wasn't a dream
If only it was real
I'd be in heaven
be the happiest girl alive.