Something in that surreptitious smile
Could it be
... only for me to see?
Like a whimsical cloud on a flutter bye
She hangs brightly on a winter's sky
Time standing still
A mannered thing
Exclamation
And a hand that points at me
Visions of landscapes within reach
Piercing eyes
With a mouth to teach
A well that's deep
Echoing the song
Only an Angel sings
The notes are carried upon fairies wings
To linger
Like the age old question
Do you believe
In love at first sight?