Surepticious Admirer

From off the far left side of a concaved hill, a lonesome soul sat. His eyes intently centered on a matter of quite interest. Head on hand he smiled, besieged by the thought of her very decline. His very intent was but unfeasible, so he thought, but on he espied. Revising his arrangement he came to a standing position, cowering slightly at the image of her becoming aware of the state of affairs. This boy he gazed on, admiring in high regards to this conspicuous young maiden. Quite evidently, she had the beauty of plenty. He couldn't acquire how beauty of such profusion existed. He found it hard to remove his eyes, so he gazed on still, desire in his mind. An elegant hand slid around the smooth stalk of a tree afar. A tune hanging from the lovely voice, the maiden swung past the large willow tree, skipping now in her waving dress. Her voice was delicate, and it mimicked her graces, giving hem further grace in fresh numbers. Still humming the tune, she beguiled the boy even further as he watched her, unperceived. Thus far he was in love by far, dreaming and wishing of his fate. Her leveled eyes carried him to a place indefinite and he took pleasure in every second he saw her sparkling wonders. Whereon she stood, moseying and skipping in all of her poise, the surroundings brought out her beauty further more. In clamors of all sizes, her graces screamed for attention, burying themselves within her undistinguished woes. Her endearing smile plainly was gorgeous beyond any reason, anon would kill that spellbound boy that gazed without end. His eyes were soft and deep, filled with a trance of aspirations. The maiden persisted with her meandering path, prancing with elegance. Observing with meaningful intent, he moved stealthily toward her wooing progress. She loped, her arms outspread with bliss, until her thin fingers felt the cool moss of a tall tree. Gathering her dresses, she bowed to the tree, tittering to herself gingerly as she outstretched a hand to move past nature's burly wonder. The boy prolonged his conduit, dawdling as he went, and smiling all the while. The lass lingered in the present time and twas amiss so as to her unaccompanied. Her heart, twas nave, and her wits were most like to flourishes, lessened in their paisley ways, yet bountiful in their augments. He knew of this plenty. Reflecting her beauty, he seized to heed such a diminutive flaw.A crunching noise came into the maiden's ear; she became consious of the boy. She impeded her path, dropping her dresses as she placed herself firmly to the damp grass. The boy's visages were now plain to see, and the lass stood there still. The pair was now but inches away. The girl, she gazed up, a smile plain to see. They mutually stood, smiling. A free hand became available, awaiting the maiden's own. Her hand touched the warm flesh, capturing a feeling by no means ever aquired before. A smile laid on the faces tranquilly as the pair gazed. The lad, he near sniveled for his own wish could perhaps becom factual. The girl stood tall on the tips of her toes, whispering into the boy's ear, "Come sing with me." She said.

Author's Note

I am secretly in love with this one. Do tell me what you think.

Reviews

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As am I!
Totally IN LOVE with it.
SO in love that I should marry it and make little snippets of poems together!!
Haha.
Love ya dearest.

[speakingcolors]

I love this. Was this something that you had submitted before the Great Accidental Purge by Charlie? Did it have a different name then? Anyway, I'm secretly in love with this one, as well. The last line just makes me tingle inside.