It was ten to two on the watch And time was slowly ticking by Somehow every tick matched my pulse Making me more than anxious After all, It was my first date with him The table was set with muffins and tea a tissue box and a flower vase setting the perfect vibe I dreamed of I heard a tick – tick and click-click again This time , it wasn’t mine, but from the other end He had arrived and took his seat I looked down fidgeting with the seam of my top While he chuckled and started a conversation The tea simmered our concerns And moments were savoured with bites of the muffins It was almost five past thirty When many childhood memories were recollected Untold secrets were shared List of favourites were chorused And future dreams were prepared There was a tick- tick and click- click again But, it wasn’t me or him alone Together we matched just like our walking sticks Wandering one step at a time
Prompt 5- "A strong gust of wind blew out my/the candle" Use this sentence to weave your own literary piece around it in prose or poetry.
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