Waiting

As I glance at her, my ears fall deaf to the surrounding world around me
I am enamored by her.
Her smile sweeps me into a gentle calm,
I wait for her there.
Some women bring the best out in people,
She is one of those women.
Her presence is undeniable,
Her smile, impossible to ignore.
So close, yet so far.
I long for things that many take for granted.
The first time eyes meet after a first kiss,
The first time eyes speak more than words,
The first time her head rests on my shoulders,
The first time a kiss on her forehead says that you adore her,
And the first time that you realize that she feels the same way that you do.
She is proof that God exists.
She is proof that I know so very little regarding the world around me.
I wish that she could see me.
See me for who I really am.
However, my presence is belittled by hers.
I blend in while she stands out.
My smile is welcomed,
Her smile is contagious.
So, I remain in this gentle calm,
Waiting for her.