She was Struck by that First Smile

by reminiscent-afterthought

They couldn't forget: not their flight, not the blood scattered across ash...

A/N: For the 100 prompts challenge (The Poetry Challenge), #007 – enamel / 5,10,20,50,70,100 fandoms challenge, fandom 72.

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She was Struck
by that First Smile

He had that
pearly white smile
that took her heart on a butterfly
dance in summer's wind
despite the sword
in hand.

She could not forget,
though she tried;
she knew the crowned men
wore devil's skin astride

But that smile had seized her heart,
and she'd already grasped his hand.