A Fleeting Grace
There you were,
On the bench,
A seemingly common space.
There you sat,
Hands folded in your lap,
An averted gaze.
A coy smile,
Crosses your face,
Emphasizing timid butterfly you were
So beautiful,
So shy,
But so radiant.
A lovely diamond.
Bright and true.
Always.
A simple smile,
No words needed,
And the world disappears
Behind your praise.
Goodbye pain
Goodbye loneliness.
All pain erased.
A short connection,
An eye-catching glance,
You put onlookers into a daze.
Silently admiring your beauty,
Your smile,
Your seemingly everlasting grace.
But like everything else,
It was but a fleeting taste,
Nothing could replace.
But as quickly as it came,
It was gone again.
After all,
It was but a transient grace,
Doomed to disappear without a trace.
This story was inspired by a writing prompt from the “Storyteller’s Vault” Publication and the appearance of the Butterfly Hashira from the Demon Slayer anime.
Kiss
Challenge words/ideas:
butterfly | timid