New Start


She’s right there next to me
Sitting mere centimetres away
If eyes are the windows to the soul
Hers are as clear as day

Lined with dark, black kohl
They remind me of the Pharoahs
If I ever left to my own
I would stare aimlessly at them so

Look her fingers curled around the pen
How she writes across the paper
If she slipped and fell into a chasm
In a heartbeat I would save her

I can hardly write my own paper
I watch her chewing the pen
Oh look at her cute cheeks
How I’d love to cup and kiss them

Imprinted inside my heart
Is her wonderful, radiant smile
Drowning in my own thoughts
I’m losing track of time

I know not what this is
Beating faintly inside my heart
Rusty machinery once forgotten
Is this a new start?
Picture Courtesy: http://www.canstockphoto.com

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