Waltzing in a yellow dress
Today
She poured oil on her fire
And together they left
On a cherry red convertible
From the town of nobodies
And busybodies of lore.
Two weeks ago
She was making a heart on a cafe latte
And trying to pour some kindness
In this dead town of frowns and disapproval
When she waltzed in through the front door.
Yellow dress, sunflower bracelet and
The prettiest fuchsia pink lips she had ever seen.
‘Why would you come here?’ she wanted to scream.
‘What would you like to have?’ she asked
As the tall woman stood in front of
The display case of shriveled bakes and cakes.
‘A cup of cafe latte with the prettiest thing you make,
Though that might be your smile if I may say.’
She couldn't help but break
Into a grin at that and that’s how
It all began and turned into the most
Whirlwind romance south of France.
-Armaan
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