My Wallflower

I may be present here only from a while,

But I'm gazing her for hours just to see her smile.

I'm loosing my sight because of her glow,

The portray in which she is not, is slight abrupt though.

My eyes only paint her and not the background,

Her aura so soothing healed all of my wounds.

She might be an introvert not speaking too,

But what she wrote between the lines that all I knew.

I call her 'Wallflower' standing alone,

Will you mind if I stand here with you ?