The Rosy Picture

The eyes betray,

The ears under hear,

But the heart is the one,

which makes you shimmer,

The life goes stray,

To live and bear,

The stony image for one,

And the pounding dimmer,

Ought to look affray,

But maybe near,

To be the only one,

who might be clear

Rosy picture might stray,

Your mind to hear,

And, lead you to the one,

Who may not be so dear

But as you delay,

Your thoughts may smear,

Because you are the one,

and the only one,

to connect to the glimmer,

This one may stay,

Giving the flair,

For the loved one,

To make you shiver...