Radiance was
The first word that comes to mind
When our eyes met for the first time.
I think it was a Sunday
When I realized
There had been
finally a good day to go outside.Like a spindler that spins his thread,
I think my world started to
Rotate a bit faster than
Usual.Perhaps it wasn't fate
That brought me to you
But
Maybe it was
What I had wished forSecretly
This whole time.
