Without You, There Is No Me

I stare in amazement at his beauty.
His dark brown hair positioned perfectly.
His beautiful golden brown eyes.
His captivating half-smile.

"It's beautiful out."
His voice sounded light.
I nodded.
"It is," I agreed.
We stare at each other in silence.
Clink, Clink, Clink
The wind chimes ring out.
Birds tweet conversationally.

"Who are you?"
My curiosity is piqued.
He just smiles.
"Why are you on my property?"

"The scenery is just beautiful."
I study his expression.
He has only half-answered my question.
Before I have a chance to speak,
He seems to have read my mind.
"I'm not going to hurt you."

"What is your name?"
I ask again.
He smiles that dazzling smile.
"My name is Frankie."