First time he laid eyes upon
angry tears shed
storming down the street
neither left nor right
did she look.
Muttering to self
blaming once more
eagerness
desire for love
driving away another moron.
Second time he laid eyes upon
struggling
cursing up a southern storm
when help offered
scorned with derision
he knew
this little lady was his.
He did what a wise man did
laid siege
kindness
laughter
friendship
begrudgingly she moved
allowing him in.
Hard-headed she was
he had to break down the walls
erected
built
brick by brick
by so many lesser men.
One day upon wild hill
he turned to her
pulled her near
kissed her with ferocity
she had never before knew.
Stars
shone from gleaming eyes
her heart she loosed
to this man beside.
He took it with care
bound with gold
tucked it next to his own.
Man and wife
they did become
for he saw
the shining beauty she was.
©May 4/20
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