
Though I covet a night out. but, I fumbled.
Encounter with life in a huddle.
Confab we had was so little.
Lucent eyes watching me for a while.
Allure in her style with no filter.
Standing across the street moment passing by.
Brown silk hair in Zephyr, Off she goes nowhere forever.
Without leaving the trail to follow.
Are we destined to meet ever.?!
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