Sheila

 I see the lights smile
in the blue of your eyes
as stars greet the evening
each day passes by

small an petite
are features you hold
a heart full of loving
filled youthful I'm told

hair of brown flowing
silky so free
as your lasting affections
are directed to me

your a companion held
in fleeting arms
a rapture envisioned
dripping with charms

a spark in a fire
that will grow into flames
if treated and cared for
not sheltered in name

a name such as Sheila
spoken softly but firm
can raise all the heavens
make a quiet heart churn