The flowing hair,
The glowing face,
The smile floating like a blissful grace.
The meandering talks,
The shining eyes,
The insane labyrinth of some dwam in disguise.
I sat there agape,
Lost in that trice,
How I wished the moment to freeze for some more time.
The heart oscillated like it had never before,
And the world felt like there was nothing else to behold,
I do not know how to explain,
Unsure whether I should give it a name,
Some call it love and others think it’s inane,
Some brand it,
Others label it,
And few might brandish the thought.
But for me, it was a trance,
Hard to express in mere words.
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