One poem touched my heart. It gave me a sudden halt as if it was love at first sight. Every message, every line, and rhyme. It has surged me into the author's drifting imagination. I asked myself, I'm not dreaming right?

The lines in your smile,
The snowflakes in your hair,
If I could pause this moment here and now,
All I’d do is stare.
Admiring all of your perfect imperfections
One after another.
Your eyes would lock right onto mine
And I’d begin to stutter.
The butterflies in my stomach would rise like the sun,
But then I’d remember that nothings been done.
For this is all just a fantasy inside my head,
And I’m just here,
Laying alone in my bed...

(Zeeb)