The day my eyes had kissed her, cast a spell,
Through eyes so blue, and deep, in silence bright,
She pulled me deep where endless oceans swell,
And snared my heart in ringlets spun from light.
Her mocha tan like silk on eastern breeze,
Her hair like satin husks of corn aglow,
Her voice, a symphony and song from seas,
Her ears like cockles pulled from beach below.
The way she whisks a child to gentle smiles.
She waltzes light with grace of woodland elves.
Like seaside breeze, she ran that quarter mile.
In ebb and flow, she makes me forget 'self.
We never spoke, and maybe never shall,
She lingers inside me like heartbeat call.
