On a bright summer evening, your eyes crossed mine,
Your smile so addictive, made me turn up my lips-
How did make my cold heart burn in fire?
Was it your care for me? Or subservient desire.
You knew I am an indifferent, yet you chose to laugh,
May be that was my undoing, the uncertainties melted away.
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