Love Blown With The Wind |✔
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He saw her,
She saw him,
She felt love,
He felt for the first time,
He bought a bunch of flowers for her,
She bought the most alluring watch,
He placed a card in the bunch,
She placed her feelings in the box,
Both ready to meet each other.
He came closer,
She came more,
His shy couldn't let him speak,
Her fear of losing him caused her at a hault,
Both expecting each other to speak.
He didn't speak,
Nor did she utter a word,
Waiting for each other to speak,
They remained silent,
They just imagined and dreamt forever.
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