Waking,
the world still silent,
your breath the only motion.
Two silences meet~
the night you’re leaving
and the day not yet begun.
They fold around you,
a soft-lit union,
as if solitude itself
has come to sit beside you.
Still the feel where I can't get to see him lingers
as an Emille bell —
piercing on my mind
like an echo.
Not the song.
Not the fame.
Just the bell.
The distance.
The sound.
It pierces my heart —
not being able to see him near.
Hiding.
Like the bell under the curve.
A raspberry is sweet—
yet seeing you leaves me fresh and sour,
regretting I didn’t find you sooner.
You make me pop when you smile,
like a golden retriever greeting the world
with pure joy.
You make me burst like confetti
the moment you show your heart.
You leave me wordless,
blank as white paper,
whenever you stick out your tongue.
You are rare as a blood moon
when your eyes open wide.
Will these sacred words ever reach you
before I leave this world?
This feeling crushes me gently—
like a raspberry pressed into juice,
slowly draining me,
yet never losing its sweetness..
For what's unearthly
Of its time-stilling
That space twixt both shocks, first sight's
Felt of them mists o'er.
As wispy-dreamy
What by each therein
And as pure, lovely, day, night
Were as such confined;
White tailed butterfly; combined
With luna moth drift;
Thoughts! On just such an impact
The world of Fae swore!
The moment I saw her, I began to forget the world,
With her, I started dreaming of promises across lifetimes.
When I saw her for the very first time,
I began imagining a whole new world with her by my side.
She was dressed in the simplest of clothes,
No kohl, no bindi—just a smile adorning her face.
She kept talking, and I kept listening,
Yet somewhere within, I longed to meet her eyes.
I looked at her with all my heart,
As much as these eyes could possibly hold,
But how much can just two eyes ever capture?
Even that felt nowhere near enough for me.
And again, my gaze returned to her,
As if time had paused,
As if everything within me had stilled,
Wanting just a little more time with her—
That thought alone took over my world.
I wanted to live within her,
I wanted to call her mine,
And just then, she smiled—
And I was ready to forget my entire world.
You
And I
Are as one
Always have been
Ever since that night
I first set eyes on you
You entered the room
And suddenly it seemed to me
The room was empty except for us
All the others disappeared from view
And in that moment I just knew
Life would never be the same
I’d thought it was a myth
When they talked about
Love at first sight
Now I know
That it’s
Not
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“Dream as if you will live forever; Live as if you will die today.”
James Dean
Found Love at First Sight
I was in a café shop, staring, wondering.
Then I saw her outside the display window.
She was extremely beautiful.
She was looking at me, not moving.
I smiled, light like a silver cloud.
For a moment, I was mesmerised.
She seemed in a hurry. I invited her in.
We sipped our drinks, which I ordered.
We spoke about ourselves and about love.
It seemed there was an allurement between us.
Indecision could not resolve our attractions.
There was a dangerous spell between us,
Something we could not easily resolve.
Was there chemistry between us?
Something lingered, I put my hand on hers.
Had we a promise neither of us dared to name?
Then, between stolen yet long glances,
A world waited vast enough to enthral us.
She showed me her train ticket for the next day.
That day, she was mine. I cared not for the next day.
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I just want to look at you—
your blonde hair, poodle-like eyes,
that artistic nose,
and your soft, pouty lips.
You stir my heart like a cyclone,
stealing every thought I try to hold.
I want to hold your hand
and tell you—
I’ve kept this feeling buried deep,
like a hidden capsule in the soil.
I want to carry your burdens,
just to see you smile
a little brighter than before.
I want to pat your head
as you drift to sleep,
the way a mother soothes her child.
I want to trace your forehead,
to ease the worries you hide.
Will you look at me,
just once,
with those gentle poodle eyes?
I’d be happy
just to hold your artistic hands,
where our unspoken love
could finally be understood.
At the end of the world,
let it be just us—
laughing, forgetting,
leaning into each other’s warmth.
Just us,
and our love.
Eyes met
Hearts felt
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The stage was set, the mood was grand
Mr Gus Gooberhauser took the lady’s hand
Sue Sewdarnit, his date, was part of the band
She hailed from somewhere in Newfoundland
They were dancing a bit until the band had to resume
Sue was over the moon, loving Gus, a potential groom
Mr Don Diggindert called his daughter back to the stage
He told her she should slow down, due to her advanced age
Sue was irritated by her father’s evil nasty thoughts
Decided not to introduce him now to Miss Hannah Holysox
So, they all went home in bad moods, none of them with a date
the mood spoiled now by people who did not act great
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I was nervous it’s been a long time since I’ve done this.
We met at a public space, simple,
The building the epitome of modernity.
It was light and clean inside,
Uncluttered, which is why he stood out,
Like a beautiful gem in a sparkly display case.
I looked him over too obviously, my interest unhidden,
Worn on my sleeve.
I approached him slowly,
Sipping in his good looks entirely.
Hoping so much the personality inside
Reflects this outer first impression.
Once we were in near proximity.
Once we were close to each other.
I tentatively, and almost sneakily, stroked him.
So, unusual for this type of first meeting.
Feelings were growing so quickly it surprised me.
Eventually I couldn’t leave without a commitment.
I’ve never experienced
This knee jerk gut punch type of reaction.
I was fully sold and completely all in.
I don’t regret what I know to be true.
It was love at first sight Mr. 2025 Subaru.
When our eyes first met
Immediate attraction
Its love at first sight
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8 September 2025
All Rights Reserved
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