Ready, Set, Go

Getting them prepared,
My feelings to be shared,
Falling in love at first sight,
Not sleeping that night,

Staying awake to the sound,
Listening to my heart pound,
I love how I feel,
I have to make it real,

Picking out a flower,
One that doesnt smell sour,
A flower to catch your eye,
So you pick me as your guy,

I walk over to you slowly,
With my feelings creeping lowly,
Dropping the flower in your hand,
Nervously, seeing if you understand,

Then I watch your face brighten,
As my feelings start to heighten,
You take my hand into yours,
And I smile as my heart soars.