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The first time I saw her playfully dancing in the breeze
to the soft rustling music played by the bright autumn leaves.
Under the dusky rose sky bursting in shades of red flame,
she looked like a quaint portrait came to life from an art frame.

While I gazed at her with my frozen eyes without a shame,
my heart was pounding like an acrobat on a trapeze.
She was in the park where I was playing a football game.
The first time I saw her playfully dancing in the breeze.

A gust of wind blew her red scarf like a flamboyant tease
and she sprang to catch it with soft wheezing voices of claim.
It all happened when she was tip-twirling close to the trees,
to the soft rustling music played by the bright autumn leaves.

As she was running, her scarlet chiffon dress swirled aflame,
reflecting the bright hue on her flushing skin like red cheese.
She was a feisty soul with an elegance of a dame.
Under the dusky rose sky bursting in shades of red flame.

Her scarf flew in a flurry straight to me like autumn leaves
and veiled my face. I thanked the wind gratefully for its aim. 
I quickly removed it and she was in front of me ceased.
she looked like a quaint portrait came to life from an art frame.

Her blushing radiance made her look like a ruby gem.
I humbly handed her the scarf and gently asked her name.
Indeed her name was Ruby, she told me and next, I seized
the chance to ask her out. She coyly said yes with an ease.
The very first time I saw her...


Date : 10/23/2016

Note : Entered in the contest (Screwed xv) by Rob Carmack.
          *Placed Fifth*
Written for the contest (Unbearable beauty in-) by Frank Herrera.

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