First Time Part One

Part One:
Timid looks are deceptive
Timid glances are legit
The way he smiles is enchanting
With no look of regret
I feel his presence, I seek for him
Joyful in delight when he comes in sight
I wonder if he notices Me I wonder
If he knows I see him, I ponder upon
The thought of meeting with this opportunity
Even though I know his presence
Makes me weak
This special day was the first time
My only chance to make Him mine
I caught a glimpse of him from the corner of my eye
His amazing smile his charming face,
Fills me with joy no one can replace.
There is a moment of serenity
My mind is pacing, yet in equanimity
Unconsciously I speak, and his answer I seek
An unwanted voice is heard but I thank God for this nerd.
I managed to obtain a smile that was my objection
It was something worthwhile
Sonny, a brighter day for a finer babe
The sun is shining bright;
The wind is blowing oh so gentle, it is purely a delight
We live along the bay, there are boats of every size,
Sails with colors of the rainbow so delightful to my eyes,
I see your beauty everywhere, in the trees, the grass the
flowers and even in the suns steamy glare.
I cannot see how some can doubt that God has formed this world.
One had but to look about at the wonders Hes unfurled.
Beside still waters I am led, in quietness my soul is fed.
My anxious worries drop away, you lift them from me while I pray.
Your peace flows through my heart and mind,
That peace which in no one else I find.
Im enfolded in your grace, wondering and hoping I wont
stop looking at your face.
I touched the sand along the beach there were millions of grains on my hand
Then I wondered how much God placed on the beaches in every land.
I thought of all the people who are scattered throughout the earth,
And compared each to a grain of sand, And each with a purpose for birth.
I found you in my mind completely thankful you are mine.
By becoming one of those grains of sand in my life he
Placed the yellow of the bow upon juicy pears and goldenrods,
He enriched the color of evergreens standing in dark sod
He sprinkled the wild aster and chicory with a smither of blue,
And dropped some on the grapes for a sweeter taste too.
The taste of his lips so amazing so true, as true as we know the sky to be blue
So sweet the tenderness of his meek, in awe I sleep.
Uncontrollable feelings awake my peace; fortunately, it was such a triumphant ease.
The warmth of his lips the softness of his cheek
the feelings that arise more and more unfolding a surprise.
Heads at a certain angle, bodies in heat, hearts beating, minds racing
While souls are pacing. Complete Silence, no thoughts, no feeling, a rush of ailment.
© CindyOsuna 2006-06-22