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
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