she

She is a friend of Mine
of my childhood days and
She told me to tell tales of fantasy and wisdom
I was unaware of her name in those days
When I was in my teens
She was my lover in all forms
Who added wings to my Dreams
And gave me a present that no one ever forgets because it is so mystic and romantic
She was there to share my joy
and part my sorrows

I love to believe that she is the most beautiful
whom I had never seen
whose bright eyes are full of light
and a slight smile on the corner of her lips
It is only now that I realise that she has been with me all these days
The lines that I use to narrate
Yes, it is her, my poetry