And he saw her dancing in the rain alone, one night.
Her chocolate locks stuck to her porcelain skin.
She laughed so heartily and carefree that he couldn't help but smile.
She danced in circles as if she was the earth orbiting the sun.
And she smiled as bright as if she was the sun itself.
And he observed her carefully,from the safety of the bus stop, taking in her long blood red dress and her bare feet and the umbrella clutched in her right palm.
And umbrella which was closed and she had failed to use.
Oh, but she did use it, but as a baton. She twirled it so elegantly in her hand that he was so entranced, trapped even.
And in that moment she felt at peace dancing in the pouring rain as she once did as child.
And in that moment she had captured his heart.
Then curiosity struck and he bellowed
'What are you crazy?' with a slightly intrigued smirk.
And she replied with a smile that bested the full moon and said,
'No. I am beautifully, wonderfully and perfectly insane''.
And right then and there he fell in love.
In love with a complete stranger.
But he had no doubt in his mind, in his heart that she was his.
And as it was written in the stars, it was destined to be.
Him, hers and hers ,his.
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The Complexity of Zavia's Thoughts
PoetryMy name is Zavia and I am fifteen. Im just an ordinary teen with alot of thoughts and feelings. I genuinely love writing and I use it as my form of expression and mental release. Writing calms me. This book is a collection of my RANDOM thoughts and...
