No Fireworks
There were no fireworks or springtime bouquets.
No birds started singing on this winters day.
A darkened sky, with no clouds full of dreams.
There was no magic or romantic schemes.
Just a genuine smile from a beautiful face.
My heart didn't stop nor start to race.
Yet this attraction I felt I couldn't explain,
I smiled each time when saying your name.
Your touch wasn't electric just soft and warm,
soothing the static of an on going storm.
Over coffee we talked then went our own way.
Words stuck in my throat wanting you to stay.
Meeting by chance as the days went by.
My happiness soared, emotions did fly.
Bonded in friendship nothing extreme.
You've awakened my heart allowing me to dream.