Racing heartbeat masked by a fake smile,
Asking a cliché question,
Is she beautiful than me?
A sharp sight carrying thousands of arrows,
That lands right into his brain.
Eyes which asks him to move away,
Afraid as she could be her potential rival.
All of this conveying just one thing,
Sweetheart you are mine, I won’t let you go.
Pounding heartbeat masked by a grim look,
Asking same old question,
Is he interesting than me?
A worried sight carrying thousands of questions,
That lands right into her heart.
Restless eyes pleads her to move away,
Afraid as he could be his potential competitor.
All the fuss transmitting a simple thought,
Honey be mine, forever and ever.
Vijay

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