Attraction were like the snail mucin
Bubbled up to fall into thought
Eyes were like a captivating glitter
Able to form a teary rain
There, they came thy,walking
With lanky legs, he passed by
His footfall got me unaware
Scent of thy, engulf the vicinity
Smiles of everlasting memories
Then she looked with no attraction
Her face facing straight to thy
Were like that of a perplexed
Voices of chatter made me distracted
Sitting, soliloquizing loudly
Of a pleasing tone that brought smiles
With a sound of a lonely Nightingale
Turned to see an adoring beauty
On whose chuckles brought shivers
Words got me goosebumps
Whose hands were bouquet of oleander
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