Princess
He saw me from afar
Came up from behind
Whispered in my ear
“Hey Princess will you be mine?”
I turned around
So sexy
This Irish man
Blue eyes
Had a swagger about him
His style
His attitude
He knows who he is
Who he wants to be
He looked into my eyes
I met him half way
He didn’t make any promises
He made me smile
His confidence led him to the kiss
Leaning in
Slowly
As to ask permission
He paused
He looked at me
I leaned into him
I held my breath
It wasn’t for real
His lips met mine
Soft, simple
He pulled back
I opened my eyes
He opened his
I smiled
He asked
“Will you be my Princess?”
¡Mi corazón irlandés!
