Lady

Her beauty shines as gold.
Not from a face but from the soul.
I watch her from afar,
Wishing to be near her but always far.

She makes me laugh when I feel sad.
Yet I fear to talk to Lady Love,
The twinkle in her eyes,
I will remember until I die.

But never will I ask of her,
If she finds me as I find her.
She may not know, And I can’t tell.
That she is the one I Love.