I remember
well our first date,
Time inched
along, I didn’t like to wait,
I can still
picture her in frilly gown,
As I paused
at the bottom of the stairs,
Waiting for
her to come down,
To me she
was simply beautiful,
I tried hard
to remember she was my friend,
She twirled
around, showing off her dress,
At first I
was at a loss for words,
But I knew
she was trying to impress,
“Tell me you
like it,” she said with a smile,
What should
I say about colors or style?
“Your dress
is beautiful. It’s perfect for you”,
And I
thought, “Anything would do,”
We had been
friends for a long, long time,
I was always
the one she talked to,
Whenever she
had a new flavor of the week,
She didn’t
seem interested in me,
But it was
my advice she’d seek,
“You’re
fickle,” I told her often,
Because none
of her relationships would last,
She’d look
at me oddly,
And insisted
they went too fast,
But I
believed then that she was waiting,
To fill an
inner need,
She never
told me she wanted a man,
Who would
take her heart and lead,
Now in this
moment I knew this might be my chance,
My heart had
long thought she was perfect for romance,
Just outside
her door I studied her face,
The moonlight
displaying her beauty and grace,
A slight
breeze played with wisps of her hair,
I could see
all kinds of mystery there,
I opened my
car’s door to let her in,
She seemed
surprised,
But I could
see she had a grin,
The evening
seemed to fly right past,
As we laughed,
talked, and dined,
When I
suggested we also dance,
She accepted
very fast,
She seemed
puzzled as we waited on the dance floor,
She wasn’t
sure what was in store,
I stood
quietly for a moment,
Letting the
music enter my feet, my hands, my body,
All as one,
We waltzed
across the floor,
The fun had
just begun,
The rhythms
changed as couples danced,
Keeping to
the time,
I noticed
her breathing was just the same as mine,
Quick,
quick, slow, slow,
We covered
the floor with zest,
And she was
laughing as we danced,
While pressed
against my chest,
In the wee
hours we went for coffee,
To talk as
we’d never done,
And we were
both surprised,
When the
waitress said,
“Isn’t that
a gorgeous sun?”
As I took
her home she seemed concerned,
And I asked
her what was wrong,
“I don’t
want to lose your friendship,
But I’ve
loved you all along,”
I was
shocked but pleased,
And I
confessed that she was the one,
Who set my
heart aflame,
“We’ve been
friends for a long time,
But I want
you to have my name,”
That was the
moment we became very best friends,
We shared troubles
along with our fun,
She didn’t
have to be anyone but herself,
She was my
chosen one,
She wanted
to be loved and cherished,
And that
dream came true,
She was the
one I adored,
My queen
through and through,
And in turn
I became her king,
That’s what
love will do.