Baby love

by Emma

The gentle tapping of your foot reminds me you are there,
Waiting, ever ready
You remain my secret dancer,
Sweet epitheny,
Your soft rhythm in sharpened melody,
We share a moment in time.

I see you, yet you remain hidden,
Veiled beneath my vision,
I feel your presence ever growing,
Shining brighter,
Enveloping my emotions and embracing my world.
You capture my heart.

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…