The callousness with which 
she speaks her mind 
and then that sudden fall of silence 
to guard some uncalled pain  

The carefree guffaws when here spirits are high, 
The spark in her eyes when her soul smiles

I want to witness them all and treasure them as memories in the fold my heart 

I want to do so many things with her 
this time when we meet 
but then I don’t  want to spill the beans 

One thing I can though definitely say 
I am going to stay in her abstruse aura 
lost in her enigmatic presence 
every moment, 
when we meet this time 

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