Some times
when we meet - and
you smile
to overwhem me - any how
on the backdrop of a stormy sky
within my drkening soul
I can see ;
as if can even feel
your smile - like the magic smile
of the sales-girl of the 'Mall'
or when on jet plane flight
the smartest beautiy serving me
offers me a look and smile - as if
the world and she was made forever
and only for me
Then I try
to measure your face and everything
with a floating sigh !
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