Serendipity and Smiles
he brushed his hand through my hair ••• i looked up at the boy who stood above me ••• his hair blew in the wind, mine sparkled with water droplets in the setting sun ••• he smiled down at me and i felt safe ••• my serendipity was his smile ••• and he leaned down, holding my face in his warm hand ••• his whispers carri...