Love In Maze

The weather is chilly but it’s not winter

She’s there walking, and this guy, no. This stalker

He seems rather not like one, she caught his attention

she walks like a model, the man’s gaze is like no other

But firm he sat on a bench next to the water fountain

She seems to be the Mediterranean, with olive skin, dark hair, dark eyes

High cheekbones, a roman nose, and soft lips

She’s rocking a bombshell look, while the man sits still her fragrance makes her seen

She creates a scene, “Lovely isn’t it?”

But the man rather didn’t expect a conversation, “what? Oh yeah. It sure looks lovely on you

and expensive.” Expensive? She smiles and gives the man this intense look. Do you mind?

With everything warm under chilly weather, occupied space is a complete puzzle.

As the man tries to understand the situation, she speaks. “Oh and I meant the weather there”

“Please don’t throw that away, I do love the cigarette smell.” Man looks up and smokes, “I didn’t want to ruin your day, not your fragrance to say.” “Want some?”

“I’m just a passive smoker” She responds.

A great noise of silence invades, only to be disturbed by bathing birds

and man inhales his last pull, he stands, smiles, and went after her hat

He got it and wore it. “Now we are even, I look elegant too.” The woman laughs, so loud she snorts

Man looks at woman, the tides of silence yet again but it wasn’t too long he asked her name

“Aurora.” Her face glitters with a smile, “Leonardo” You can call me Leo.

He asks her to dance, in a maze by the water fountain. “Don’t worry about the music

I’m pretty sure silence has the best rhythm on this floor.” He says. She gives an intense look

as he nods. But slowly she had to let him down. “I’m sorry but I’ve got somewhere to be.”

“Arrivederci.”