She walks as beauty into sight
providing all her inner light
a smile that shatters hearts
all eyes are wayward flirts
a child yet woman too
a lady yet a girl
a sweet angelic presence
in a mad unfriendly world
for though I cannot touch her
I return most every day
I dare not then approach her
she would surely turn away
so I bask in pale reflection
a young soul in an aging shell
a smile some friendly banter
and my heart begins to swell
but perhaps the best of stories
are the ones we leave untold
for my mind still has it’s whist full side
of what could happen if I were bold
ah woman……………end