A Love Story

Soft wind drifts around,

Her hair danced with them...

Flirting with his eyes...

Her eyes translucent...

Her lips, a deeper shade of wine...

Her face, a carnation...

The corners of her lips,

Moves apart slowly...

Involuntarily, so does his...

His eyes doting on her...

Through the corner of her eyes

She watches him...

His eyes half closed...

The tissue in his hand fell down...

He doesn’t seem to notice...

Watching her is what he does...

A grin left her lips...

As if my a invisible force

His lips gave the way for a smile...

 Here I stand, under the shade

They don't seem to notice me...

Busy in each other they seems to be...

The realm of love

Floating round...

How can my heart not smile?

For so innocent is that gesture...

The passion as fresh as the dew...

I gave a sigh, a moment of envy...

Ah, love! A bow of nectar...