Walking down that lane
An identical cup of coffee in hand,
Her captivating smell brushed my senses
And I just fell in love.
A crop top and a snuggish denim skirt
Defining unpretentiously her grimacing smirk.
Hair curly and wild, and on her feet some ragged sneakers
Elucidating the most mundane, screaming through her sharp features.
Kohl smeared and black smoldering eyes
Screeching the unknown and the hidden lies,
Oh, what with the black luscious lips
Without any trace of a smile, makes my heart flip.
The rage, the hatred, the agony quite visible
All making her to me, surprisingly irresistible,
Her secrets, her valor, her daunting self
Making me feel like a fustian elf.
She didn’t win me over with her mysterious meander
I melted into a glaze, by her dark loathful candor.
I stood there; fiery; lost; engulfed
And just like that I fell in love.