Just One Look

The picture I saw
Was a young girl leaning
Her wrists in the vanity
Her eyes searching the mirror for the same

Lustrous brown hair tumbled down
In a way a blondes never could
dark chocolate eyes
imprisoned passion sparkled

the tilt of her head halfway between
a self confident pose
and stretching for a lover’s kiss

if it was the latter
and if in my dream I was there
her eyes would be closing
and my heart would pound