Electric love- Janice

Between clouds, that promise rainfall is a river with strokes of ochre,

splashed with the undertone of lavender and a tinge of crimson.

Falling for him was as beautiful and graceful as the mesmerizing panorama

Pressed up against euphoria, my dreams and thoughts coursed with happiness

And I will never forget when our dancing souls met,

it was a day in July under the beautiful moonlight.

When his hazel eyes swept over mine, and the fluttering of my heart began.

His words so delicately carved, cut through my wall of fear

and offered a new path without my salty tears

there were times it all felt like a dream

but as he stroked my skin, the electricity was oh so real.

And I know that 11:11 wishes of true love don't come true

But I'm glad that cupid's arrow lead my way to you