xvii. Matt
I gave her the puppy
Which she calls Daisy
“She’s adorable
Take care of her”
Twice, she nodded
And said her thanks
Momentarily
We just stood there
Her chocolate brown eyes
Piercing through my hazels
Before I get lost in them
And do something I’d regret
I held out my hand
And introduced myself
“By the way, I’m Matt”
She timidly smiled
Apologized for last time
When she called me Albert
She shook my hand
Said her name’s Sofia
Beautiful just like her
Her soft voice
Trembled a little
But its sweet sound
Was not hindered
My name so plain
Never sounded as lovely
When it came right
Out of her enticing lips
It was music to his ears
Stirred his sleeping heart
Sweet start of something new
Igniting the lost fire of love.
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Almost a Love Story
PoetrySofia was left alone. Could she feel any worse knowing that the love of her life never loved her at all? Can she wait till Albert comes back to her? Matt lost Amelia. She suffered without him knowing her pain. How can he live when he lost the woman...
