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 future's a mystery, a path unknown,

But the sweetness of love is ours to own.

One step at a time