Anima!!!

The corner of my eye
Espy
A moving, fleeting figure;
Sedately gliding,
Feather lightly traipsing,
All too fleeting damsel demure.

Within the halving of a second,
Anon,
She was gone;
Leaving
Lonely dreamer pondering,
Solitarily alone.

Unpredictably nocturnal,
She will
Put in an appearance,
Always welcome,
Ever fulsome,
Leaving the heart filled with assurance.

©Meanderings 2016