With eyes we met,

That familiar glance,

Caught unflinchingly in the mirror-like reflection,

Of each-others orbs,

Swathed in color,

Pure,

And than that smile,

Inward peace,

Seepin' out the dimples of her face,

And the gleam of her hair,

Making white stripes,

Amidst the intertwined,

Black curls and dips,

Yin and Yang

Deep dark black submerged,