Rhythm

She lived in a small village up in the Alps...Beauty for her was the bliss that came from the sun shining its first rays in the morning...Beauty for her was in the pearls of dew droplets that glimmered on the ferns..Beauty of her was in walking barefoot on the wet grass..humming songs..as the birds sang by..Beauty for her was in florescent butterfly that made her run in the gardens for long distances..Beauty for her was in the eyes of the beholder...
She swam in the river that passed from the woods..she laughed as her friends played with her..Her eyes twinkled with the brightness of innocence and lips twitched as she blushed..
Long beautiful hair that she tied in a neat bun...and a violet gown that hugged her body made her look like a princess added to the glow and defined the word "perfect"
She had grown up playing in the country side...She had grown up singing in the woods..She sat in the garden talking to her friends..dreaming about the "prince charming" and fantasizing about her romantic nights...
She knew that somewhere in the world..her silent prayers were being listened to..and he was coming to her as fast as he could..ready to sway her by his charm..take her along...and live a life every body would envy for...