Shades of Her

Girl Dressed in Pink

The girl dressed in pink, standing across the street.
Elegance personified and smile just as sweet.

As sunlight kissed her beautiful face,
Made her cheeks blush, giving rose a Fade.

Everything seems to blurred in the background,
With her standing there she everyone around, spellbound.

Just then he came, jogging down the same street,
Sweating himself in the summer heat.

But just as he came closer,, the two happen to collide,
The pretty girl dressed in pink stumbled on his side.

As a chivalrous knight, to a maid,
He apologized and came to her aid.

It was then he noticed her the flawless beauty, he silently cursed himself  his best he tried.
But couldn't help himself from gazing in her hazel eyes.

Though the clash was minor and so was her bruise,
She stood, smiled as she readjusted her hairs that came loose.

They both apologized and moved their ways,
Only then I noticed, how a beautiful predator caught it's prey.

The guy lifted his hand to see the time,
Only to find that the watch was gone.

The place where I stood, I could see her face.
Smiling, radiant with the same old grace.

But this time there was a new flare in her eyes,
Guess what she held in her hand and kept in her purse to hide.