Challenge
Write a sweet romantic poem (or prose) about a first kiss under a mistletoe.
Short, sweet, cute, and romantic! Tag me too!
Her
He eyes were shining as she
Stood under that simple plant
Waiting for someone to come past
And sweep her away.
It’s obvious she
Didn’t expect me
To be the one to take notice.
But I did, because
I’d been the one standing under the
Mistletoe waiting last year.
Waiting for someone who never came.
So maybe I’d give
This girl
A chance.
I came closer and at first she didn’t see what
I meant to do. I
Walked over to her.
“Is there a reason you’re out
In the cold on Christmas?”
“I want someone.”
So I gave her someone.
She parted from me and smiled as she walked away.
Obviously she wasn’t looking for me,
Which is too bad.
But I hope I’ve
Made her happier
Somehow.
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