I was thumbing through the pages of a book,
as my eyes glanced away from the pages of the book…
I noticed her peeking over her spectacles,
as she gazed towards the receptacles.
She plugged her iPad and iPhone into the receptacles;
then she smiled and removed her spectacles.
I was so intrigued with her…
I barely noticed, we were reading the same book.
I wondered if she was truly reading her book,
as I pretended to be reading my book.
As I peeked up to get a second look,
we made eye contact like a head-on collision…
knocking me head over heels, leaving me smitten…
by the beauty in her eyes; she put a spell on me with the magic in her look.
I wondered “where did she come from?”
My life was humdrum,
until I stumbled upon
a supernatural strangeness at the library.
That night I felt a wonderful weirdness
when I looked into her eyes…
it was as if cupid let shots – – – fly,
far be it from February.
I remember the first time our eyes met;
it was like a meeting of minds.
She blew my mind…
when her eyes met mine, she conveyed the sapience of a mime.
The magic in her eyes was amazing, I felt as if I was stargazing…
the mind-to-mind communication was simply breathtaking.
We experienced mental telepathy and ecstasy…
it was as if we were caressing each other’s mind’s eye
with eye contact that night at the library.
I remember the night I fell in love at the library.
Who knew the love of my life would use the library as a sanctum;
I keep getting flashbacks of how the library has always been my sanctuary.
I remember when I was a hopeless romantic…
I remember the best thing I’ve ever done was to go to the library that night,
nothing compares to the moment her eyes caught my sight.
Oh what a beautiful sight!
I was blinded by her smile; her inner glow was such a delight.
I remember the night that I fell in love at the library…
Oh what a night!
I fell in love at the library.
