See
her smile;
watch
her think;
chin resting
on palm;
Spark
the flame
in her eye.
The stars tonight
are dwarfed.
I touch,
burn,
hold her;
close to me.
who says;
you
cant touch
stars?
p.s. A waltz wave poem, written under guidance of Ms. Karin Anderson.
Nikunj Sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reach-11/
