engaged ..


              she looked back at him ,

   his eyes could catch just the dimple of her one cheek

           the breeze played its part perfectly and her dark brown tresses just flew in the air ..
       


 it carried her beautiful scent to him

           he just drowned in it ,dreaming of his life ahead with his beautiful bride

 she just smiled more , counting the number of days left to  become entirely his ! ........

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