Cummings and Goings

I never believed in love at first sight
until his eyes locked with mine.
They had constellations written even
grander than the Grand Central sky.

God designed him for me with care.
He has taken over my senses,
this just isn’t fair.

I want to say I love you
but only ever say goodnight.
Because that would mean falling,
and I’m afraid of heights.

Yet he has me high off his
Tom Ford scent,
impossible to shake,
I pray you’re not my biggest mistake