// A Dream //
I thought he was the one carrying
the keys to my heart.
The very gentle, dark handsome guy,
with his hair a little curly and eyes brown,
wearing a white shirt and a black pant,
and a blue necktie, adding
an effect of kindness to his personality,
and eyes were to speak something.
I fell in love at first sight and
it was neither an infatuation nor an attraction,
but my heart was speaking in a language
it never spoke in.
As I was approaching, my eyes noticed
nothing but him,
heart was beating fast and high,
nervousness touched its pick.
Reaching to him I called him with no name,
expecting him to look into my eyes,
but, neither did he move nor looked at me.
Unexpectedness happened in a minute,
my eyes noticed a statue of a guy
in a mall standing beside me, and
my dream got broken and vanished away
while I heard a loud voice calling my name, and
my eyes left in a journey for
an unknown quest.
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