SQUINT LOVE
The knock persists in my heart, And as much as i deny, the feeling gets stronger, Is it attraction or affection? All i perceive is i was struck, Struck by unfathomable liking Tis bigger now,tis love My mind however rogue, Has been cleansed with ideas, Ideas blessed ,matrimonial and divine, I never wanted to love, But her memory grasps my soul, A picture in a gallery only angels command. My eyes gaze in admiration, For she moves like a queen, Dresses like Sheba,the queen of pleasantries, The magic in the squint, I never guessed i'd love, Of all a double crossed eye