Ticking clock of age.

Beating heart of longing.

Thoughtful look on your face.

Arm brushes against mine

then I feel I know your soul –

perhaps you know mine too.

If you slide my lashes back

you may catch my eye sparkle

loving your soul….

Cup your hands and I shall share

my bubbling heart with you……

How could you not want

this little bit of me…..?