A Charade

Peaches have blossomed, My heart has been doomed, Your smile has my reality zoomed, Towards your scarlet lips that I groomed. Chasing your shadows blindly, Hiding in your dark resignedly, Glancing at how you smile divinely, Looking at your dancing hair sublimely. Following you in the dark, Closing your ears to have people bark, Living in your shadow as a worthless rock, And hearing your syllables as of a lark. Making my mind numb, Having my heart splutter to crumb, Letting down all my hopes with a hum, You will be the only one to whom I will succumb.