Reflection – Shy away

I see her from the corner of my eyes

Her side facing mine has tucked-back hair

And the other side is flying in subtle air

The cold breeze fluttering from her hair brushes me with the smiles of life

Where the reflection of it would shy away

Drowning in this perfect picture of her

She makes my day

The lime of her green makes the room gleam

And Oh My God, look at you, walk by

Me your Mr Monkey, bungled in a frail attire

With you by my side, a posh Vampire

The days pass by

In my wonders to repeat it over and over again

The slight touch of those soft hands

In this train of thought, I aboard

With your presence

A hint of British Rose

A sharp move you make

In hours for my essence, which could have easily been a split second

I see a smirk rise

We lock eyes

And you smile

-SU