When I Met You

She Made Me Dance- 1

That was it; my heart couldn't take that much of happiness however my soul was strong enough to cherish each and every bit of it. I had already abandoned my world and entered into hers. Actually, she meant the whole world to me. My heart again started beating with the same perplexion. My eyes were closed, ears had gone deaf- all five senses went blinder. My soul had embraced her, a long time from now. It had adapted to feel that heavenly presence of hers- my senses were just no match to my soul. I knew a tornado was coming to blow me off but I couldn't run away. I was in love with that tornado.

There was that voice, again. It said "Let's start." I felt like "What??? I had started the first time I saw you." I opened my eyes and looked into hers. I was in a dilemma. Her eyes were more beautiful than those diamond sets exhibited last week. They were precious to ruby. Her lips were too soft to use lipstick on them. Not any lipstick could ascertain that texture. And her face was shining more than the full moon- the moon had to surrender, it went into a veil. Those tangled hairs of hers, silkier than the silk itself, provided a storm to the dawn- I was blown away.

I had never seen a girl this closely. She was the first and I wanted to make her the last. "I am a very good dancer- Don't you worry. We should get started now. You must also be a good dancer", she paused, for a while. I couldn't tell her dancing was that step brother of mine who had left me a long ago. I didn't want to lose her or make her upset. I wanted to take that blow she gave me- time and again. I replied, "YES".

It was show time. I was not its star though- but I had to act as one. There was no way that I could go dumb in front of her; I didn't want to be a pain to those hypnotizing eyes of hers. If I wanted to be her prince, I had to impress my princess no matter what it takes.