She….

Then she appeared,

… like the first kiss –

Of the morning sun,

And she glanced,

… like a healing touch,

For the longing heart,

Then she smiled,

… like a pure surprise -

of the sweetest soul.

And she passed by,

… like a gentle breeze,

from a perfumed garden,

Then she was gone,

… like a phrase, a song, a scent –

of that unwritten feeling,

And she leaves behind,

… a moment frozen in time,

of a lost story,

of an epic -

called love at first sight.