He made up a song to serenade her
She had joked you can’t serenade me
She walks away with the sound of her heels
He looks from behind when he went home
Later he found a paper with her handwriting
She used perfume on it and her signature is nice
It had a strong smell of roses
Another date has come and gone
It was different from the last date before
She look different wearing diamond earrings
He look different without hair gel
At that moment she begin to like him more
Looking at the water he saw her face
It had that sweet smile and diamond ring
About the Creator
Forest Green
Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy. I also appreciate tips, and would like my stories should be noticed.
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Comments (1)
Getting closer aren't they. Good work.