A twinge of unease befell on him.
Like Newtons proverbial
gravitating apple, his worries sprang
a hideous look.
Stalking purposefully forward,
provoked by all that stands on his way.
Buzzing with excitement but a
ripple of confusion and
nervousness weakening her emotions.
frustrated but still composed for
her trigger-happy plans seems to
But his heart felt smile taming
the darkest soul.
Sir. George Githunguri