fancied

i met and fancied a girl whose eyes matched the flowers on her dress. they were beautiful. she made me cry and laugh, and i kissed her in our night that turned into a sun’s rising. on some perfect splendour that i’ve never planned, there were four moments that i’ll never forget.

a connected look of desire.
holding hands in the quiet stars.
a crack of thunder when our lips met.
running from the rain, to the jacaranda tree.

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