Every time I meet you, I meet you for the firsttime. Every time you have a new hue, exude desirousness and trace of abstruseness. And every time I am left with the desire to know you more than all the previous time. Β You are an alluring dream, a hazy occult, an impulse that is enigmatic and arduous to behold.

Copyright Β© Shantanu Baruah

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