I stand here waiting for you
with a rose in hand
everythin else is coulourless
excpet the rose
there is mild breeze coming from behind the trees
i slowly turn around to look
there is a gentle firmness in her look
the clouds are trying to tell me something
this beutiful young girl comes from behind the tree
she carries a small green bag
she is so beautiful the rose turns blue
i am looking at the most beautiful girl
she has the most amazing smile
she walks with such elegance
nothing could match this site
she comes towards me
i keep looking constantly
i press on the rose with my hands
i don't know if it hurts
i don't want this moment to ever end
my heart skips a beat
she goes past me
i wanted her to look at me
i turn around to look at her
i look into her beautiful blue eyes
prisoned by desire
i walk closer
her aura is mesmerizing
eyes not blinking
not wanting to miss her sight
i try to talk
a voice relates "Hi"
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