Marina bay is the point yet not the destination,
There is a harmonic essence, angelic creation.
Like out of the shadows in the darkest night,
I see you coming forward like a dazzling light.

No comparison my attention you command,
An open desire born to softly tough your hand.
A miracle creating the scene of you in my arms,
Known I hold a precious package full of charms.

An introduction to each of our pairs of eyes,
Gazing the mirror of the soul is first tries.
An angel is leading as the two holding hands,
To have coffee and a conversation that yields.

Walking on the boardwalk in a cafe we sit,
In few minutes we feel a very strong click.
Words are spoken and yes the truth is deep,
And our hearts are giving a natural birth.

Often we touch hands, what a wonderful bliss,
Thinking how much of this I have really missed.
Time is moving, yet in heaven we are alone,
A new needed chapter in our life is now born.

To each other becoming immersed, energy is flowing,
In togetherness our hearts I feel we are growing.
The waitress witness standing giving thumbs up,
And the cupid is playing for us the melodic harp.

My impressions I must, I need to confess,
In this very poem I need, I must regress.
You are that total package that’s so unique,
And you can be for this man, a life's search.

I find you strong, magnetic, tender and kind,
My dream lady believed one day I would find.
Gentle kindness overflowing, and yet strong,
Within arms we know this is where we belong.

As we are exiting my arm holding you tight,
Most wonderful feeling that I cannot deny.
With same desire and steps walking to the car,
Exchanging kiss and a hugs what a magical art.

How would I wish for the clocks to stop time,
To feel this connection, our hearts to rhyme.
This heartbeat has been long from me absent,
My heart is remembering a forgotten patent.

Four hours have passed in a connection of bliss,
Driving back home feeling the chills of your kiss
A miracle for both has been created this night,
Our hearts agreed hand in hand to take a flight.

Your hand left in mine a very warm imprint,
And all was spoken in my heart a blueprint.
A phone call verifying this Divine contact,
Our hearts have signed tomorrow's contract.

One more time a message coming through,
Verifying your desire to meet on Sunday true.
Within all this beauty of emotions I take rest,
I know Sunday's again meeting will be attest...