TWENTY - Part the Third

By Madpote and Psixpence

I arrived far too early
In a state of panicky fear.
Had I rushed her too much?
Would she even appear?
She must have been shocked
As she turned down the street
To be grabbed in a cuddle
That swung her off her feet.

I got ready early
For our first proper date
Would he even turn up?
Didn't want to be late
Butterflies in my tummy
As I walked down the street
And then, like a whirlwind,
I was swept off my feet!

Just that lovely smile
No sign of any frown,
So I whirled her once or twice
Then gently put her down
Into the quiet cafe bar
With a sober sort of crowd
Soft lights and sweet music
Soothing rather than loud

He took me to a café bar
I felt just like a queen
This was not the sort of place
I usually was seen,
He said that now he'd met me
He would never want another
And then, before I knew it,
I'd agreed to meet his Mother!

I couldn't believe my ears as I said
My folks will certainly like you
Why don't you come home soon
See if you like them too
I was a sea of conflicting feelings
My body was raging and on fire
With tender and protective thoughts
Mixed with those of a great desire

Things were moving rather quickly
- Wasn't sure that I was ready
To get into the ‘family thing',
We were barely going steady!
But when I looked into his eyes
I felt such deep emotion
Could I really be in love?
Or was it a passing notion?

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