I Kept on riveting my eyes on your face but
It was the gloss of your skin that glared my vision;
And when I restored my vision soon, it was the
Reverberating layer over your heart that
Surprisingly made my finger drop down my pen;
And I failed to narrate a fish out of water!
(Composed with 12-syllable lines)
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