I look at you,
perplexed,
as I stir my coffee..
Our eyes meet,
as you take a sip,
and escapes within me,
a sigh.
You feel
like the fresh,
autumn breeze,
passing by.
I can't escape
your charm!
I hate to admit
but you know...
So I walk to you,
don't want to resist anymore.
(c) Archana Bora
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