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True Love

In Nutrition Class

By Alan MatkovicPublished 4 years ago 2 min read

I entered the class

Sat down at my chair

I glanced around the room

When I saw her there

She smiled a blush

And gave her hair a brush

Sun gleamed from her eyes

As sound slumber to a hush

Time became relative

Like a sloth on a tree

Slow in motion

Yet, flowing, knowing and free

A slight nimbus gown surrounded her body

Like the Renaissance paintings of Mary and her baby

No one could save me

Not even a dream

There’s more to angels than mystery

Invisible strings held our attention

Cherubs fluttered around

To watch their suspension

Of time, destiny, and pure affection

I returned her smile

Without knowing I would

Could this be the one?

She could be looking at anyone

Maybe not me

But then I wouldn’t feel her rays of love

Feel the rush in my blood

Thump in my heart

Cupid’s arrow hit me

Like a lion with a dart

The professor is beginning

But all I can ponder is her

What is she thinking

Did true love just occur?

I noodle on my paper

Stick drawings

And various lines

Not all poetry

Has to end in rhyme

Love is easy

When two puzzles connect

The hard part is believing

That eternal souls have met

Finally, the hour is done

Please say she didn’t leave with someone

Should I walk, or should I run?

I go quickly, dodging students

Like the winning car in Formula 1

There she is

Alone luckily

I know what to do

When an angel is before me

I speak casually to her

With the joy of a child’s first steps

But I don’t remember

The ardent things I may have said

I became numb

As I requested her number

Our first date

We talked from fall to summer

I am a believer in chance and fate

Experiencing the meaning of Nature’s ways

Many years ago, but I still remember that day

A token of love

In that noble word

An ode to beauty

My universe heard

And I married

This same girl

Love at first sight?

Yeah, I’m sure

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About the Creator

Alan Matkovic

My goal is to make the world a better place through personal actions, thoughts and ideals as well as writing quality literature. We can only slightly change the path of the world, but can definitely control the aura around us.

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