The Perfect Day
As he waited for her to enter the room, he remembered the first time he laid eyes on her. She was sitting on a park bench and reading his favourite book when a gust of wind blew her page holder his way. They exchanged pleasantries and telephone numbers and from then on, she had stolen his heart. He knew right away that she was the one and could not feel more impatient to make her his wife on that day. The soft music started and everybody in the Church rose up. All eyes were locked with excitement and anticipation on the doorway where she would shortly appear. His heart was beating fast as she stepped into view. Their eyes met and he felt his body temperature rise. He licked his lips and tasted the subtle taste of salt. He was nervous that something would go wrong and yet euphoric at the sight of such perfect beauty walking toward him. He could not stop looking at her in her satin white dress and black hair held up by small, white flowers. She moved with ease through the aisle, leaving behind her a delightful and delicate scent of lavender and vanilla. He could see a bright smile behind her veil which in return made him smile wider. Once she arrived close and gave the bouquet of purple and blue flowers to her Maid of Honour, he took her hands into his. He noticed how soft her skin was and how gentle her fingers were. He smoothly massaged her left ring finger as he stared into her sparkling eyes. The Priest cleared his throat and the Church became silent.
*College Assignment on appealing to the 5 senses: Seeing, Hearing, Touching, Tasting and Smelling.