His dark brown eyes and the way it tells a story
Those big wide smiles
For her, it’s kind of awry
His being gentle and for the way he abetted her
It touches her very core
A poetry was written for her to remember
He’s someone new, at least for her, he is
She doesn’t really care
But what is this?
It’s like Miss Fate dating out Mister Chances
Like gallons of water filling in their wine glasses
She can’t utter a word on the struck of wonders
One word: she is ‘flabbergasted’
He was someone she didn’t expect
She never meant him to be his prince
And rescue her, the damsel in distress
And there she was, sitting beside the door
With all the papers scattered around her bedroom floor
She finished scribbling that piece of note–
A new poetry to deny her his vote
YOU ARE READING
Labyrinth of Letters
PuisiWhen I was eighteen, Metaphor became my bestfriend. He held my hands tight, making me marvel around the world through my heart, letting me breathe an ocean of emotions, pushing me to unwrap bravery by showing me that Words can mean Courage. That Wor...
