Tapping on my window
Like the insistent tapping of a bird
Wishing to escape from a cold storm outside
A plaintive sigh beckons me
To look into those honey colored eyes
I look away because I am a coward
Scared of the guilt, threatening to barge out
She could sense it too
There she stood, her palms outstretched
A baby strung to her small being
Like the scene from a macabre play
I shake my head vigorously
Pleading in my own way
With a blank stare trying to see nothing
Numbed by the ocean of differences we share
Her liquid eyes began melting my heart
A faint glimmer of childlike mischief
Shines from within
In spite of a face aged by her life conditions
Responding to my innermost emotions
My ice-cold heart thwarted out of its numbness
I reach out into her world, our world
And pull those emaciated cheeks
The light turns green
Flashing an impish toothless grin
She bounces away into oblivion
While her doe eyes linger in my heart.
