Love's Sweet Whisper
Sun streams in, lazy daydream's delight, Phone rings a jolt, my heart takes flight. It's him, a whisper, "Wait, play it cool, girl," But waiting's a torture, a world that won't unfurl. One ring, two rings, then I grab with a grin, Giggles erupt, the room starts to spin. His voice, a sweet song, a magical balm, Chasing away worries, calming the storm. Words tumble out, a nervous display, But he's gentle and honest, lights up my day. Compliments shower, I try to look tough, But a smile blooms wide, a heart filled with fluff. Love's touch, a feeling I never quite knew, Maybe it's trouble, a bittersweet hue. Sweetness and ease, a feeling so right, One call, and my friends hear of him all night. The sweet taste of love lingers on my tongue, A flavour so exotic, like a song unsung. The rush of emotions, both thrill and fear, A dance of passion, a future unclear. So come, dear love, and hold my hand, A journey we'll take, with no map or plan. The futu...