The Maiden!

Extraordinary twist to rumblings of daily tumble,every cloud has a silver lining to look!

Just when the petite fille had got used to her isolation,
making good of the bobbin, weaving her desolation ,
punching, munching, on the loop holes tad, omitting the hallucination,
there came riding, this prince on originality, with furtherance on station,

He hollered like a fire man in some soap opera,
Planting the scenes escapades, strung together on the grope way sinister,
he did look sort of gorgeous, manly with a sweetness devastating,
Eyes reinstating love, care rolled glance and fondness skewered tightly in his antics,

' Just hang on, and we'll jump together into the strong currents !'
She was humming, throwing him shyly all the trusting lifelines,
'All very well and good,' she prompted ' but when exactly?'
'Oh dear ! in the near future, as our future is getting charted,
embellished with twinkle toed twister !'