Our very first meeting

When the hesitation crossed its path
we both decided to meet
our melting point was a curve
around our sentiments
reflecting infinite joy of each other
we inhaled all the no reasons
and exhaled love, love and love.
Our silence was covering uneasiness,
eyes were alluring to pour a lot,
feet were about to filling
the little gap of two yards,
pleasant aroma of room were providing
no room to our flip side.
Our shadows on the floorboard
half of each other occupied.

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