Wicked First Sight
He was carrying
an automatic,
ready to pop off;
Frozen in anger,
a wicked time bomb;
Pulsating now
emotional;
Off the handle,
he did not care;
Caught her eyes
on the street;
Fell in love;
Blushing
she smiled
‘Hi.’
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2024
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