Through the glass

Through the glass
I can see you
Your lips curve
Into a smile
Makes me happy
Those sunlight bursts
Enveloping others
Without permission
They ogle
As you prance about
Boisterous
Hard to control
Your hair
Flying About
Wild carefree like you
Those lips of yours
Such words they waste
When you talk about
Myriad things
As you tap your feet
Happily restlessly playfully
Against the earth
Stumbling to catch up
With your frantic pace
But I know
How contrary you are
I can almost imagine
Your heartbeats
Calm languid
No sense of purpose
After all, a child like you
Need know no fear
But then I see
I really see
Below the deceiving kohl
Those sad sad eyes...