She

She

Heart of a woman
Soul of a child,
Her shyness worn like a silken veil.
Sometimes sheer,
Sometimes concealing.

Innocent yet self-aware
She tosses playful glances over her shoulder,
Interest betrayed
By sunset's whisper
In her eyes.
Alluring
Inviting
Captivating

Intoxicating.

Tempering curiosity with restraint
She cannot mask her inner Self,
So deliciously sweet
I can taste her in my mind.

Another from the past. I can't remember when, but I wrote this to capture the mystery I find in Woman.

Intellectual property copyright Barry O'Shea. All rights reserved.

Painting titled 'Reflecting' by Steve Hanks. All rights reserved.