Nubian Fly

She had a bewitching smile

Not so broad, not too little.

Her eyes shone bright

So beautiful I was lost staring at them.

When she spoke for the first time,

I felt a spark I have never felt before.

Photo from Grambo

She sat with hands crossed on her lap, yet

She wielded so much in my world but did she know?

Around her, I felt time flew so fast like dust in a tornado

Any moment spent away from her made my life hollow

But when I stretched my hands out to hold hers

She was gone, blown by the winds

My heart found, my time hadn’t How do I unsee such a foxy?