Monday Mornings

I was waiting for the lift,

On a Monday morning

And suddenly it hit me

Without any prior warning

The door opened,

She stepped outside,

Couldn't contain myself

Trust me I tried

Lost track of time, place

Was lost in the moment

Only thing I remember

The aroma of her scent

Beautiful as always,

She wore a golden dress,

I was numb for a moment,

Brains stopped, couldn't process

There I was standing,

Completely in her spell,

How is she so cute,

Can somebody please tell?