moongster

I wrote this back in Mar 2001. This would always be special to me because it was my first poem, and was dedicated to a girl I had a crush on. I also like this poem because the first letter of each line forms a hidden message.

Passing by,
On a Sunday afternoon.
Ethereal clouds
Mingle with the bluest sky.

Fluttering heart,
Out of the blue.
Really not sure why?

And then,
Next thing I knew,

A beautiful smile,
Noble manners,
Graceful gesture,
Eyes finer than gems,
Lingered in my mind for what seems forever.