Sheena (Acrostic Poem) Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos

She touches my soul with the lightness
_of dew that caresses the roses,
Her smiles lend brilliance to the dawn
_that ushers in yet another morn,
Echoes of her sweet-sounding laughter
_are my day’s fair-weather harbinger,
Enchantment in her dark eyes nestling
_sends me, my whole being, quivering,
Night-colored and long tresses enthrall
_me like the murmuring waterfall,
Ah, but these things are fantasies, clear,
_for, to her heart, I am nowhere near.