Mystery Charmer

I wonder if I am watching you secretly,
Or you are noticing my intentions quietly…
On the same table when we sit opposite,
A sense prevails and it prevails bit cautiously…
My eyes fixed on your face as I read you,
Seeking to question myself why you…
Sharing the proximity and enjoying every bit.

From this latest image I understand…
You look every way pretty and grand…
The shaped bulbs keeping your bosom intact,
Patience in the timepiece that’s worn in right hand…
Spectacles are just a medium and once taken off,
The eyes wooed & lips kissed; rise of the dwarf…
This side of the table, every feeling a fact.

She turns from a woman to a mysterious ecstasy pool,
Attracting thousands of emotions, how shall I keep my cool…
My dwarf existence rises stretching beyond the tent wall,
Since provoked it shapes from the dwarf to a mechanized tool.
Desirous to wrap you in the warmth of my whorl of arms,
I wish to perish this moment in the river of your charms;
Hold me harder! I long to witness this great fall.