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I saw her walking down the darkened gallery,
Beneath unlit Venetian chandeliers,
I glimpsed her acquiescent smile
That never left her lips,
A smile that animated pleasure
And instilled a prick of wonder,
And an expanse of love.
With some embarrassing misdemeanor,
I tiptoed forth and fell in step with her,
I, bold and daring;
She, a feigned timidity in her mien.
Her flared skirt rustled softly against my leg,
And in the silence I felt
Her hand brushing against mine,
Her long fingers curled delicately
And intertwined with mine.
A moment of time, split second of ecstasy,
Our eyes met in a finite profound gaze,
And her lips quivered.
All was as before.
Smoothly we drew apart,
Steps never faltering,
As she hurried away
Into a maze of corridors,
To meet her love.
Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2021
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