~The first walk together~

I took her around.
The camp was like a desert.
Quiet-without the sand.

"We live a poor life"
The life harsh for a rebel.
"But we were happy."

Side by side, we walked.
I did most of the talking.
She walked quietly.

Happy- she had seemed.
I imagined she was. Yes...
I believe she was.

Her eyes told the story.
White like the moon, yet silver.
Her eyes were so unique.

Like the sun shining,
Nothing had darkened the day.
Not a single thing had.

By the end, I grinned.
I promised to see her tomorrow.
For tonight, I say goodnight.

As she entered her quarters,
I did a little dance of joy.
Unaware that she had peeked.

Under the starry night,
I bounce and twirled all way the home.
My mind full of Anana White.