When Our Eyes Found Each Other

Across the hum of voices, clink of glass,

In a crowded room where moments pass,

I saw you standing just like a dream,

Not quite real, not quite what it seemed.

Our eyes met—just for a beat,

A silent charge, a pulse so sweet,

Like lightning caught inside a gaze,

Setting fire to a thousand days.

The world around us blurred and bent,

As if time paused, then softly lent

Its breath to that small, sacred space—

Between two souls who dared embrace

A glance that spoke without a word,

A promise waiting to be heard.

I felt a flutter, quick and bright,

A quiet dance of sheer delight,

As if the universe had spun

Its threads to weave us into one.

No words were said, no names exchanged,

But everything was rearranged—

A heartbeat in a crowded room,

The start of something in full bloom.

Your smile, just shy and barely there,

Like sunlight weaving through the air,

And in that moment, I could see

A story waiting, you and me.

From strangers lost in daily tides,

To something that the heart decides

Is more than chance, more than a glance—

A sweet, unspoken circumstance.

So here we are, where sparks once flew,

Where eyes first met, and something new

Was born between the crowded air—

A gentle start, a whispered prayer.

That first spark still lives today,

In every smile along the way,

A quiet flame that softly grew—

The moment I first found you.