Monday, 8 December 2025

 She was on the other side
In a parallel universe 
Where our paths might never converge
But the inexplicable joy of seeing her after a year

I kept looking at her
The way she smiled
Her uninhibited laughter
The resonance of it
The way her face went up and came down in synchronous way
I could literally feel her vibe

She wasn't the sensual woman in her elegant layers
Yet her eyes radiated of warmth and compassion
Her face, pigmented like the moon
Her simplicity was electric 
She was my woman 
Whom I can never achieve.
©LR



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