The Girl Outside  

I stare out the window in a speechless daze,

At the angel gliding along the cobblestones, between the houses that form a maze   

 She flits along the street with an elegance that puts a ballerina to shame

This earthly wonder that I must try to tame

 She walks down the winding road towards a house

Adorned in an evening blouse

 Her Auburn hair flows with tendrils of moonlight

And she walks on, oblivious to my internal plight

 This goddess of the night looks up to the sky

With her flowing curls, I half expect her to fly

Her eyes sparkle like stained glass, each eye a golden orb

I try whole heartedly to capture this as a memory that I can absorb

Looking at those eyes, I feel a passion so strong it would part the sea

And still she has no inkling of my desperate plea

She is so beautiful and so pure

Every aspect of her being adds to her allure

Her youthful, slender face emits a happy glow

As if it were painted into perfection by the very brushstrokes of Picasso

She spots me in the window above

And sees me battling with the bitter pangs of love

She raises her arm to wave, flashing a smile as radiant as the sun

And I stare back gasping, nowhere for me to run

Paralyzed by the plethora of emotions, I only manage a weak smile in return

A small, pathetic gesture for the one that I so yearn

She turns away and heads for the door

Leaving my heart heavy and unsure

My brain is in a misty haze

Her image deep inside my mind it stays

The door closes behind her and the world seems dark and bleak

My legs give way and I sit down, feeling weak

I can’t escape from this sorry prison that is so grim and gray

And there is no denying, my love for her is here to stay