At a rainy moment
I found myself, iridescent
As i saw you two, walking in the pavement
Talking as if there's nothing
Only you and her, everything
I saw your eyes
And how it shines
Because of her, you smiled
Its as if you were pilled
Of something you always find
At that moment, i was petrified
But nevertheless, i was satisfied
Because of her, you scurried
Because of her, you were mystified
Im not scared, i really do
I am happy for the both of you
As you find your hapiness, that's alright
Fall, like falling stars, I don't mind
As long as you're fine, im alright.
NOTE: "TRISTE PLUIE" is the french word of "sad rain"
DEDICATED TO: K&N
"I hope you two are fine."
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Verselets
PoetryA factual entity of anecdote that turns into a metrical compositions.