She

SHE She sat at bank of brook when Sun was down I stepped close to her and she made a frown. She sat sad in brink of brook, night to merge. Just to talk face to face, I felt deep urge. Moon played hide and seek through white cloud, seemed shy. Could not help but fell in rash love well-nigh. Charmed, whelmed: Feet got stuck: Next? I could not think. She cast a glance and my eyes stopped to blink. My heart whirled to lose sense: Moon shone bold bright. She came close, crossed me and went out of sight. Time paused, I stood dumb: Stars sighed with Moon beam. Stream to flow, Moon to glow, I lost my dream. No one was near, she sat on the stream side. I had wished to show my love not to hide. 09/21/19 Checked in Syllable Counter. 'Because It's A Tuesday 140-140 Sonnet' Contest by William Kekaula