The way our eyes meet,
it makes my heart beat.
A never-ending cycle—
Yet it feels like a miracle.
The glimpse of yours in every crowd,
Makes the world less loud.
The way I feel your gaze,
Sets my quiet soul ablaze.
I wonder if you ever see,
The feelings you've left in me.
No words ever leave my lips,
Yet—my heart speaks in silent script.
Silence holds us in its peace,
Your presence shines in every piece.
In every glance, a story told,
A love unspoken, yet so bold.
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