Fingertips

Pressed to

the glass

Sighing just

to see

My hot breath

Fog up

the glass

Getting lost

in the

Thoughts

of you

Seeming

Only to

Think

Of you

As I

Press my

Fingertips

To the glass

I make a

Small heart

Shape

As if giving

You a piece

Of me

My small

Fragile heart

For you

To hold

For you

To keep

Telling you

I love you

Telling you

To love

And care for

My small heart

Then soon

The glass

Just seemed

To fade away

And you

Were there

With my

Little

Heart shape

Is with yours

And my

Fingertips

Pressed to

Your face