I stood still staring at the water.
In front of the sea on evenings like this, certainly was not the best place to ponder.
I felt the need to say a prayer,
Then I heard his voice;
Deep but calm even in the noise
Slowly I turned while I maintained my poise.
He looked too good almost without a flaw: handsome and tall and all…
I walked slowly towards him pretending to be on a call,
Our eyes met and he smiled. I knew he was here to make me fall.
In his hands, he had a pen and a note pad,
Beside him, looked like materials to make a card;
It was the season that everyone wanted to prove their love so bad.
I walked back towards the water and continued staring.
That deep voice again, but I did not know what it was saying,
It went on and on, I was not sure if he was singing.
I was trying to pick out the song then the voice drew closer,
It was not a song. This time i heard it clearer;
“beautiful eyes with a hair colour that complimented her skin perfectly”
The line caught my thought, he had to be a writer!
I turned around like he had drawn my attention
He walked slowly towards me and smiled with passion
I was puzzled but my heart seemed to love his audition;
“I see her around often though she never spoke a word, images of her cloud my mind like a flood
Today, just like always, she looked like a dime
And I hoped she could spare me few minutes of her time
Please do not lose interest as I break the rhyme
I thought it will make you smile if I asked you to be my val…”
He went down on his knees, as he proposed,
I smiled but my mind opposed;
Whereas my heart screamed yes! I suppose.
Yes! And Yes! I Said