It was special,
The way the flowers swayed as she
Ran through the meadows.
It was special,
The ways she giggled as her delicate feet
Lead deeper & deeper into the fields.
It was special,
The way the soft ringing of her chuckles
Seemed to make the universe stand still.
It was special,
The way she looked up at the clouds
And the sun did bow to smile at her.
It was special,
The way she carried specks of sunshine in her hair
& sparks of stars in her graphite eyes.
It was special,
Watching her smile at me—
My beautiful angel, Ella Ayame.— fabian.