A First Meeting

If the very thought of you
Makes my heart skip a beat,
What will it be like for me?
If we, were actually to meet.

Could I keep my composure?
And act off hand and cool,
Or would I stammer
Like a child in primary school.

Would I sweetly kiss you?
Or merely shake your hand,
Will I speak incoherently?
And will you understand.

At night I am sleepless
Thinking of what will be,
When we finally meet each other
For it means so much to me.

Then I simply close my eyes
And I know all will be fine,
When I look into your eyes
And you see yourself in mine.