THIS THING CALLED LOVE 

A glance that was all 
An imprint of that first time 
As clear as the blue sky would it lodge on my mind 

A bit of conversation, nothing else 
Yet it was the start of it all 
The future had much in store 

A brief meeting, no more 
Yet I keep remembering 
It was real, You were here 

Then it came to me 
The covert glances, the rapid pulsing 
The nervous gestures, the endless waiting 

It was really nothing to get excited about 
For it's only this thing called love