Stranger Poem by Lendsy Salcedo

I open the door
and the feeling here is sure.
My world stops for awhile
when I glimpse in your smile.

Your eyes sparkles,
my heart fell to my ankles.
Your lips seems ethereal,
I want to see it like a commercial.

Electric
Magnetic

That's what I felt when you touches my hand.
Greedily, I don't understand.
my body and heart command.
Your touch is what I demands.

My world stops.
My heart drops.
My eyes pops.
And all I could feel, I'm on the top.

How I wish we'll meet again
and I will wait then.
'Cause that's the least thing I ken,
Till me meet again.

And the door closes.