Her eyewinker departed her doe eyes
floating along
dancing on its way
finally reposing on his palm
And he looked around desirous
desperately trying to find the girl
whom it belonged
but to no avail,
for the room was crowded
with obnoxious life
and he knew it couldn’t belong
to such ostensible souls,
for the single strand of her lash was innocuous
and its slim stature was silently screaming
its beholder beauty and grace
Delirious and despair
he left the place
and came out in the open
feeling the cold air in his senses
and as he sauntered listlessly
his eyes met her
she was standing at the corner
gazing in the oblivion
their eyes spoke
and smiles met with some unperturbed passion
and he knew without any doubt
she was the find of his yearning soul
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Confab With Me 
How very lovely and romantic, the sense of longing is echoing in this beautiful poem!
Eyes and smiles tend to speak more than words. But then again can’t they be misinterpreted? 😀
Well you need an aberrant pair of eyes. What say 😜
Beautiful.. 😇😇
Thanks so much my dear friend ❤️
Hahaha, may be.
Lol. Give it a shot maybe for fun
Oh I have tried. But it backfires on me more than I can handle 😀
May be my eyes and smiles speak the wrong language.
I doubt. I am sure both are gorgeous 😊
You never know. All you know about me is though these words.
The beauty is always undermined by mere looks, for a poet Words are and will remain the most beautiful thing in the world. Besides how we appear us transient but words are golden forever. Stay charming.
You always leave me mum by your words!!
Aha!
Love at first eyelash😍