She had been standing there in a corner.
Was it her pale face or innocent look
That caught my attention?I couldn't fathom.
I drew myself to fix my gauge on her,
So fixed a gauge that all other objects,
In the instance of intense absorption,
In the vicinity seemed to have vanished
As if she and I were there in focus,
The distance shortened as if face to face,
With the vibes that emanated from her
Being so tense that I was arrested
By her looks, with passion for her kindled.
‘I must know who she is.', I deeply thought.
‘What is the use if she is cold hearted? '
She has attracted me; that is enough;
Sexual attraction itself is pleasure.
16.08.2019
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