peak
not full to see
the face behind it
but the smile was there
it was pure joy looking at it
a heart beat stormed by
like a knock on the door
welcome was the answer
a mask was on you
and your name
though doubt if it is real
perhaps it is a nickname
be as it may it is gorgeous
whenever I think of that picture
nights have turned paradise
dreams sweet ones I say
if this is not love what might this be
when might we see each other
