THUD!

A normal day
Normal until
She came
(the one he likes, that is)
 
She walks by
And he watches
She floats like a cloud
(Thud!) He bumps to a wall.

Her presence lingers like perfume
It smells (his nose flares)
Like peaches.
Very fruity.

He feels dizzy
The floor comes like love.
At least the falling part of it.
He should have watched where he was going.

When he revives
He wants to see 
those eyes
... ...

Blaise Morales