Her hands are clasped
red polish chipped
nails bitten
cuticles teared

Her body covered
in cashmere wool
wrapped oversized
hands covered

Her legs are crossed
legs tugged under
tight safe
balled love

Her heart beating
glances lifting upwards
her thoughts
are lost

Her face softly smiles
at the beauty
she gazes
knowingly in love...

She knows she's in love
It's written all over her
Others reflect it back
There's no turning back
She's let herself fall
And fall she will continue
Cause this is real, more real
Than she could ever have known.

© Sia Jane