Sweet Fancy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Knocking steadily upon the frowning brow of hidden
love, knowing it's return is sure, but forever slow.

Love, shining timidly from a lover's eyes, like a
lighthouse beacon for one waiting, longing to see it.

Watching gently, afraid to look away, lest even one
small look of hidden love be sent astray.

Catching every movement, each tender loving glance,
storing their pleasure in memories sweet fancy.

Yearning for a gentle touch to sweetly stir the mind,
a hug is freely given and love is forever touched
within.