o woman

There's constancy,
And impulse,
Your mood swiping your face
from shadow to smile
But everything like an open book,
So genuine;
One moment your here,
Next your not,
Imagination overtaking you,
And laughter so real,
Like happiness comes easy,

And then again your so pale,
A wondering thought
straining your temple....
Passion redefined,
deft is nothing,
Serene, sensitive and sincere,
Moody as ever,
Yet so pure.......
When no one's there,
Some could catch a glimpse
Of you dancing waltz,
And yet again
Your that hard face
concealing yourself,
Even so true,
scared of fallacy.....
A blush across your face,
A flash of swiping your lock aside
And the expression missed,
All anew .....
Eyes searching for suspicion
and then your calm,
when no one's gone with your secret,
Satisfied with ur ingenuity;
No thing goes away
when u set ur eyes on them,
The dreams in your eyes shone,
Never giving up,
And sometime one can see
Your free spirit out in teh space......
Moody as ever
But so real , so humane .....
 O , teh woman in you!