When he knocks on the door

It feels nothing like before

He gazes into my eyes

Making my beautiful soul rise

 

He greets me with a smile

Standing on the doorstep for a while

Probably wants to utter some words

Similar to flocking and hungry birds

 

He seems like a charm

That can be of no harm

Though he is a stranger

I cannot disregard the danger

 

He does not feel like leaving

Staring at my long hair swerving

He grins as I give him chocolates

Taking his hands out of his pockets

 

He is like fizzy lemonade

Freshens me in leafy glade

I don’t know who he is

Probably time to take his quiz!