Crimson Love

The anxious nerve tingles

As she hears the door bell jingle.

She wondered if it's him.

Looking up with hopeful eyes,

Only to realise her whim.

She goes out in the sun,

walking alone turn after turn.

wishing for him to come...

She looks back, with hopeful eyes,

only to see trailing dust of some.

She makes moves

to change the way she looks.

Of those troubles she took

she hoped for him to see it.

She looks up at the mirror with hopeful eyes,

Only to realise simplicity cannot be beat.

Now she is here

Waiting.

For him to come.

She prays with a quick blink

as her bangles clink.

Hopes and wishes ,

for the ship of her dream

to start its sail and not sink!