Poetry

My stupid fingers write words to you
as you do notice me while my whole world falls apart,
as there are something bright in your eyes
in which I find a great familiarity
 
that like a ray of sun throws light upon my life
and at times your smile wants to enchant me
when I catch your eye
as if a life-time is already between us
 
and then the whole world suddenly looks different
as if a big adventure lies before us.