And we kept meeting
Sometimes in the library
Engaged in literary discourse
Sometimes over a cup of coffee
Sharing each other's life course
Sometimes in the library
Engaged in literary discourse
Sometimes over a cup of coffee
Sharing each other's life course
She was my Sociology professor
I was her chosen one to carry out the academic paperwork
Marital signature didn't stifle her brassy nature
She exuded a distinguished aura
Which invited both enviousness and awe
Her bohemian spirits reflected in her passion for poetry
Which people censured
She hardly bothered
My feelings...
Well I don't have words
I was entrapped in her elements
My days were euphoric in her company
Nights, a haunting reminder 'she isn't mine, she can't be mine'
She was aware of my feelings
But took it sportively
The fragrance of her midnight waves
The sensuous curves whispering in the chiffon layers
And those inviting almond shaped eyes
She had an effect on men of every age
From students to professors and the VC
But I was closest to her essence
She had an effect on men of every age
From students to professors and the VC
But I was closest to her essence
Sometimes we shared meaningful silence
The unspoken feelings
And the hushed ache
Some unfinished stories
Yet beautifully designed.