II

She had a way

of making every moment

a fairytale

 

A walk through the park

transformed into an evening picnic

with a detour to the nearest bodega,

spreading out almonds, cheese, and crackers

with the daintiness of a tapas plate

while streaming a song

and swaying to the rhythm

 

-POE(MS)

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