Wonderstruck

In a quiet interlude, I sing
The rain inside goes pit-pat
Harmony seethes its way
Melancholy away

I stare into her eyes
Her beautiful eyes
They mesmerize me

Leaving me wonderstruck

A queen on her own,
Doth she falls,
Falls for me, enchanted
One so unworthy granted

I stare at her lips
Luscious, yet dreamingly sweet
I wonder why they mesmerize me
Leaves me wonderstruck

A kiss she blows
To my stomach, she says
That keeps my butterflies away

Rightly her I belay

And I meet her again
In my dreams, so true
She smiles and hugs
Yet I wonder wonderstruck

Our beginnings were humble
Or not, I hope not
Yet doth I fall for some so queenly
That I want to keep her so sweetly

I am a fool I say so, rightly so
That I don’t know what’s that
That what’s good for me
So here I lay, just wonderstruck

She accepts, my faults into
My wrongs and me too
My baggage she carries
And I so hers, I’m so hers

But lest none shall understand
A third lies in our land
One so mighty, yet so humble
That we call Him our King

This third became first, for both us and her
And we fell for Him
As we doth each other
Hence I say, I’m so wonderstruck

What we perceive as our future
Only the King knows

We wait in anticipation
Hoping that He shows

And I stare at her, again
One so lovely,
‘n I think you’re beautiful, darling
Kindly so, rightly too, I’m here, wonderstruck