Is This Love Poem by Vandana Pant

Sweet and innocent as a maiden’s dream,
Is this love I wonder?
And if it is then God save me,
Cause I’ve made a big blunder.

Everyday I wake up with,
A yearning to see him again.
Can’t concentrate on anything,
I don’t even know when this began.

It didn’t start with meeting of gaze,
Like in folklores they tell.
A little friendly smile of his,
Was more powerful then any spell.

His eyes are black and misty,
His smile is something I can die for.
He has made fatally wounded,
And I know now there is no cure.

Though he denies these feelings,
He likes me too, his eyes reveal.
His gaze I can feel upon me,
His peace of mind I did steal.

He taught me how to smile,
In my darkest time he shared my sorrow,
I want to see him happy, no matter what,
THIS IS LOVE I KNOW! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !