Story

[mmaria]

This happened in the time
when love was everywhere
(and not because of rhyme)
it could be felt in the air.

She walked alone one sunny day
and a lovely young man asked her where
he could find the shortest way
to a certain house he was going there.

Of course, she said and smiled...
But, the house empty they found;
only a voice told them, mild:
She is the spouse, and then not a sound.

They ran out, filled with terror,
from the strange scene that met their eyes.
Why did you want to see this house,
she asked, emanating rays of surprise.

I got a letter from this house,
it says: Come today, young man,
to meet your future spouse.

She was amazed beyond expression
and blushed, trembling like a mouse.
She said: it's an omen of predilection
because my name is, really, Spouse.

[beroq]

Such a lovely story in rhymes! Congrats!

[PrinceMyshkin]

I love the surprise at the end!

[mmaria]

Thank you both so much for reading and leaving your comments. And thank you, beroq, for politely reminding me of my wrong spelling. I've corrected it, huh!

[Angelic Devil]

lmao that's a really good poem and a nice story, good jobs!!

[هلي]

Yore poem is very interesting and beautiful . Go on .

[Monamy]

You're becoming one of my favs, mmaria...
Mysterious and soft, a lovely combination.

[mmaria]

Thank you all for your comments. I am pleasantly surprised that this poem attracted so much attention and likeness. Thanks, indeed!!!