The Dancer and I

Okay, I just thought this up a few minutes ago, so it may seem unpolished. But I had to get the idea out of my head and onto any paper. After writing it, I quickly went to type it. P.S. I'm a girl. :P

She lifts her arms in copious elegance,

With such a lovely smile on her face,

Our eyes meet by means of chance,

Though, I look away from the wonderful display of grace.

 

I see her, yet again, for a second time,

Prepared with that beautifully haunting smile,

I stood still for a moment and was amazed,

But I slip away before our visions grazed.

 

We happen upon each other on another instance,

She halts from her dance and walks towards me,

I look behind me to check if there was anyone else to see,

Alas! There is no one around, even in the distance.

 

She stops a few feet from where I stood,

And she opens her mouth as if to say something,

I braced myself for, practically, anything,

But the only words she had to say were good.

 

I could not believe what I had heard,

So I gaped at her in astonishment,

She simply smiled and asked me to come and watch her more,

I couldn’t even say anything and I merely nod.

 

I come to watch her every day now,

And she seems to like me ever more,

I thought I knew how I felt about her,

Oh, silly me, I couldn’t have been more mistaken.

 

I didn’t know I had fallen for her at first sight,

Thought I went to see her just for the vision,

But I discovered it was because of her light,

And after this flash of clarity, I made my decision.

 

One day, while I was watching her,

I rose from where I was seated,

I strode to where she was and tapped her shoulder,

She immediately stops, her face in quiet wonder.

 

I grin at her before asking if she wanted to go have dinner,

Though the truth was that I was like a bundle of nerves,

She doesn’t answer for a moment and my grin grows thinner,

Finally, the corners of her mouth lift up.

 

I couldn’t help but hug her in happiness,

But I compose myself after a short time,

I glance around like I've committed a crime,

She laughs and says she likes my silliness.

 

Our story started from the minute I saw her dance,

With her graceful and nimble performance,

And I hope our romance continues forevermore,

Because from now, I’ll love her more and more.

Author's Note

I just hope you like it! :)

Constructive criticism is welcome.

Reviews

[zainul]

Your lovely silliness has been portrayed quite nicely.
Hope you will polish it gradually to make it more lovely.

[Tom]

A truly romantic story with a happy ending, all relayed through an easy flowing, nice rhyming poem!

Spot on for sure !