The past months have been difficult for me to write, as I seem to have hit a creative roadblock. Yet as my following work will reflect I seem to have at least found a source of inspiration. While what the story will say is different from how my world generally revolves, it is I think an interesting turn of events.
The One
With twinkling eyes, a smile so bright,
Thunder struck through, quite indescribable,
A glance was all it took,
As my breath and beat were lost.
A hundred kinds of cute, she was,
Different, yet exquisitely enamoring.
As she will turn to haunt me every night after,
Will though I get an opportunity.
