At the open space

 I stare,     

The heartbeat race

I could feel,

I’m exasperated by the silent noise;

Want to hear much of your piquant voice.

Oh, how I want to hear

I like the way you talk,

And I begin to wonder

How do you look?

I’m enticed by your benign charm

Without even seeing you once

Does this prove

If I’m falling in love?

It feels like flying high

Up, up, up in the sky and I sigh,

Like a dove,

Will you catch me if I’m falling in love?