Being In Love For The First Time Poem by Nikhila Churia

I knew how it felt;
When the breeze fluttered;
And how my mind quivered;
Being in love for the first time.

I felt the sweetness;
Of the rain drops;
Tickling down my heart;
Being in love for the first time.

I liked to see the sunrise;
Leaving me spellbound;
Early in the summer morn;
Being in love for the first time.

I gazed up into the sky;
Every night to count the stars;
In search of your face;
Being in love for the first time.

I wished you would come;
Over the clouds in the sky;
To take me behind their walls;
Being in love for the first time.

I wanted to close my eyes;
Leaving just your face on mind;
For the rest of this life divine;
Being in love for the first time.