Dear diary
Day1In the serene library
Silence was mandatory
Concentration at its peak
A look I did sneak
My heart fluttered.
Day 2
Oblivious to the surrounding
Preoccupied in your being
A book I did pick
Survey of the room was quick
Heart played the drums
As your fragrance drifted in the room.
Day 3
Library is too hushed
I began to feel the crush
First move I must make
Before it is too late
Ah! There she is
A glance I did perceive.
Day 4
An alarm set in my mind
She walks in dot on time
Courage I did muster
The first hello
Like sails my heart did flutter.
Day 5
There she is
Seems to be eagerly waiting
As I stride towards her
The smile curves her lips
Scales tip towards me.
Day 5
It is Rose day
A red one it had to be
Feelings I could not contain
As her perfume wafted
Gave her the red rose
With a poem carefully drafted.
Day 6
The coffee shop beckoned
Our eyes met as we settled
Fingers entwined
Eyes enshrined in trance
Our being wallowed in love.
– Pradnya Surve
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