Infatuation
I don’t know
whether it’s
something pious
or just an attraction
but all I know is
that you are a perfect contentment.
We have never met,
the pleasant hour,
the moment is awaited.
I have felt you
smiling..smiling
laughing..texting
each other all day long.
A smile comes over
whenever your text pops.
This feeling is strange
but it has it’s own beauty
and cupidity.
It is one of a kind
and I feel safe
as I have this unknown
thing on my mind.
Perplexed
whether you being an exception
or not at all special.
Although being similar, we differ
but who knows
what the destiny holds.
And I guess
I don’t want to know even,
because I can’t let
complications ruin this ecstasy
to reach an end.
But if there would be something
between me and you
and go with ways all new.
To give it an existence
and make it true
then maybe we can have
this beautiful story
of our life
rife with halcyon
and happy tides.
Where I just walk with you
walk down to aisle
holding your hands
feeling your fingers getting tighten
with mine.
Where I just come closer to you
sit beside you
lean upon you.
And if this is love
the hour must be stopped.
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