*'Joseph'*
An image emerged from the door, tall and blocking the light behind it,with each step he took closer her sight became clearer and right there before Mary stood a young man, who had the crude ability to change the temperature of the air and the magic to birth bugs in her belly.from the distance he had narrowed his eyes that seemed to read words even in the unwritten, so she held her chest to hide the pages that we're suddenly being engraved in her heart, words of a sonic and her larynx expanded a bit, tempted to sing, the melodies of love.
She swore she felt the walls grow tense and her cardiac organ rustled at how tight her surroundings had become. Who was this god causing such commotion by his mere presence.?
She soon found out he was the son of the actual God, as introductions echoed between them, in that moment she thought how more perfect could creation ever be.
'Hi' with a smile that only ran halfway through,she smiled back to complete it and responded accordingly as he joined in on the topic he heard the two girls speak about.
He said a few words and out of the well of his mouth poured the gold of his mind.He was a ravishing Adonis,she couldn't get over it,in all his simplicity he had cobbled an orphan of love and rebuilt the walls of its temple within her.
Her palms felt wet and her knees almost weak to the ground, she had to leave quick or her emotions would crawl up to her sleeves,and openly wear her embarrassment.
He was so real but he seemed to have walked out of a book and booked the whole void in her heart.He filled it with so much hope,hope that she would see him again one day, perhaps she would be prettier then and fit the image of this knight.
Sleep missed her that night she closed her eyes for a little while, but even then her dreams swelled with images of him. Over and over she replayed her best part of the scene.When Mary left with her friend she looked back for a final glance at him and there he was, waiting for her head to turn and that's when she knew new poems were coming up soon, a chance to author love at first sight.
Christmas bells lingered every where that season. Mary wrote for Santa and prayed to God, perhaps the depiction of the virgin name would VIP her post and grant her wish. She didn't even have to pray about it, seeing him again was inevitable,this time she would be expectant and totally in control of whatever it is that happens to her....
©Elami_M
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