Enchanting Dimples Poem by Perdita Young (Hanna Wang)

Time comes to a stop each time you smile,
When I see your sweet dimples in th' aisle;
Blooming buds with pearly drops of dew,
Pure and fresh, on the beguiling you.

Tipsy to watch you twinkle and glow,
When you nod and pass saying hello.
Round you my heart tarries, more refined,
The best retreat my eyes could seek to find.

Angels-kissed, you enchant me like wine,
My heart is content, a captive of thine.

Oct.26th,2011.