She kept silent
As if totally absent
With leas concern
At sudden development and turn
She was staring
But not daring
To speak a word
And move onward
'Was it her style'?
I thought for a while
No female will show easy openness
With cheers on face
On the contrary
It shall look cloudy
With shyness
And reddishness
But she was not raising head
And allowing me to read
Her face lines
With no internal decline
She gave some hint
With smiling wink
I got the inclination
And that was the start of relation
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