Her Reveries

Sometimes she would look and make the flowers blush,
Sometimes the tales would be unknown about her grace.
The light of her beauty has fallen upon him, within him,
Her face that has the charm, the face that glows so bright,
Says something with the eyes, perhaps about the hair that brings delight.
He looks at her with awe, wonders how this could be real.
Her lips are shut, still something can be heard from them,
And he tries to understand them, each and every moment.
She never leaves his mind, he is dwelling in a different world now,
Filled with her reveries, he doesn't want to come back now.