My First Love…

I heard a knock,
Someone knocked my heart.
Had closed the door,
Never opened before.
A heart so cold,
Never felt any warmth before.
It rained on my barren heart,
And love blossomed.
The image was so faint,
But now I can see you clearly.
Your hazel eyes,
Penetrating my soul.
Your smile,
Says all the words of love unspoken.
Made all the promises,
To be together as one.
You are my dove,
My first love..

© 2012 Pimmi Nag