15: Afterglow

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Afterglow

There was a glimpse of glee,
When I peeked into your eyes.
The window of your soul-
You are a curse.

There's always dote,
When it gazes at me.
You are seen whipped-
I am bewitched.

I am enamored.
I await for the afterglow.
To see if there's something sweet-
I waited and waited.

But the afterglow didn't happen.
You didn't appear in mine.
You arrived somewhere,
And stayed there.

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