He brandished his deviant self,
wearing the carefree stance in his queer smile
and assumed her presence
to be nothing but a serendipity

He liked her transient presence,
her pleasing aura,
her powerful words,
and everything she said or chose not to spell

He adored the occasional silence she assumed laced with eagerness,
and the soulful smiles oozing from her blurry words,
the relentless tease she mischievously played interest him more
and all the ditched emotions
trickling down too often in some uncanny descend

But despite such strong truss
he chose to offer a deaf ear,
convincing his miscreant heart,
for she was a friend at last,
though she was like a soothing breeze,
and felt like a desire to keep,
he saw her like a knoll
and from a distance,
he cherished her,
but dared not to breach the line


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