Early winter morning:
Crystal dew drops;
Concealing the green bed,
Along my side.
What made me
Go for a jog that morning?
And why did my legs take
Me exactly to that lake?
Oh now I know why,
There you stood
Leaning on your motorcycle.
One look from you,
Went my soul still!
By the time I left,
I had lost something.
Oh right! It's my heart.
Is this what love at first sight is?
Maybe it is;
We'll explore eventually.
Coz I will be coming back here everyday.
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