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MAGIC OF LOVE
It was a bright morning of Sunday,
The sky was clear,
and the birds sang happy and gay,
I went out in the garden to take a walk,
when my cell rang and I received the call to talk.
It was ……….calling from the other side
And insisted me to accompany him for dinner that night,
I returned from the garden with a smile on my face
And walked back to my room with a steady pace,
We had been friends for the past one year,
But to meet each other was the thing we did never dare.
It was ten minutes past seven, when I reached my destination,
and went up to the man in black with a little hesitation.
It was the first time I was going to meet him
The environment there was musical and the light dim,
We sat at a corner table
He gifted me a scarf made of sable.
He then offered me to dance,
Immediately I agreed because I did not want to miss the chance,
With hand in hand we went to the dance floor,
He praised me in the dress I wore.
With my hand in his hand he held me tight,
And I accepted this with delight
He then wrapped his other hand around my waist,
I put my hand on his shoulder in haste.
We danced for about an hour feeling each other,
The time was running and I wonder why I didn’t bother,
Suddenly, he pulled me close to him
My hair band touched his brim.
I could feel his breath and he could feel mine,
I looked at the clock and the time was twenty minutes past nine.
He brought his lips close to my lips,
Cold were my feet, so were my fingertips,
This was our first meeting, I realized
and pushed myself slightly to the back side.
I didn’t tell him, neither had he confessed his love for me,
He read my eyes and sat on his knee,
“I Love You”…..softly he said,
The three beautiful words, in his eyes I had already read.
We walked together in the darkness of night,
The sky was clear and the moon made it bright.
He dropped me to my home and we were both silent on the way,
The stars followed us quietly although they were miles away.
I stood in front of the mirror and felt that I looked more “beautiful” than I was ever before,
What made me look more beautiful….I wanted to explore….
Is this…..what people call ……”The Magic of Love”………
navadha......
