She In A Poetry

She #023

Her kindness,
An unknown was drown.
A simple gesture
And he was moved.

He declared,
She was astonished.
Well, she tried,
A chance was given.

He rejoiced,
She made a decision
Without her protectors' consent.
That was a secret.

Later on,
It was revealed.
They were embarrassed,
Disappointed,
And she was scolded.

Maybe, that was enough,
She thought.
Then she cut the rope
And go on.

She was still juvenile,
That was young love.
Wait, what is love?
She paused and ponder.