She is like a beauty from ancient times
An imaginary queen but yet real
How I love to gaze at her beauty
Her walnut eyes bring forth my soul
Her small pink lips make me wonder
Her smile melts my heart
Her ebony skin is like silk, tempting to touch
She is the definition of an angel
Yet I’m like a fathom to her
She sees me, yet does not see me
If only she knew what she does to me!
But if she ever knew,
Would she grace me of her presence?
Would she let me hear her velvet voice?
I’m just one in a million
My chances are not high
Yet I want her to notice me
What would I do to hold her in my arms?
Make her fall in love with me
But all this are just wistful wishing
Try as I might, I would always be invisible to her dark brownish eyes
The only thing I can do for now
Is watch from afar hoping that one day
Our eyes will meet and she will see my love for her
And hopefully then I will get to hold my Ebony Queen
Claire Bijou, 10/23.2014
