Late nights | poetry

The woman with lilies of the valley

So I just sat here.

You were slightly smiling,

this little adorable curve that was raising the corners of your carmine lips,

as you were holding this stylish bouquet of delicate lilies of the valley,

looking at your waxed shoes, your legs crossed, your eyes sparkling in a euphoria of intense lights,

shivering under your grey and elegant coat,

waiting in the coldness of the underground platform,

under the multiple lamp streets, that were just candles next to your gleaming eyes.

I looked at you and then at this simple and humble man who was staring at you as well,

And I just thought about how this night at the station would be unforgettable and unique.

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Written on October 8th 2018, 2:30am

Again I got my inspiration from the picture.
I hope you're enjoying it, bc I kinda like to write this type of things.

Thanks for reading me.