She Awaits

Siting on a bench, she awaits, patience testing her from time to time peering through the passing crowd as the sun above her shines. Feeling no hunger nor thirst, she sits there with frustration ignoring the unknown stares, as if looking through some invisible lens. The wait was finally to end and she would meet him, was the feeling in her mind, that made her happily sing. It was too long, since she saw his eyes stare at her still sitting in her bench, amidst the constant murmur. Finally the sun lost patience and started going down. but she still awaits her love in her lovely gifted gown.