Dating : Rouge

I don’t know, when it did, indeed, touched me;
Joys abound sprung,
But still wondered I, when had I embraced it?

A sound of mere chance, reached, and took a little captive;
And now, how can I describe? How can I decide?

Whether if it were the heart or the ear?
That it seemed, that I leaped over;
Tapped the drums or set the rhythm of the heart.

What a feeling to receive! Can I ever revive,
From such a bliss?
And I, have yet again failed, to destine ‘I’;
Through an impossibility, to compromise.
Can I afford to lose my senses, of a world?
To the ego of the heart, that thought me?
For the ability to feel. How can I deny?
When the sound waves reached my shore,
I became one with the world and me.

A breeze of blush roared, a shy smile escaped high,
I, came to know.
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Came from where; a glad tiding,
Greet me there, at mild gliding,
To feel, to know and to await
For it to become.
Alas!
Shall even that moment pass?

Isn’t it obvious, that one has to suffer,
On knowing the word, that he is coming.
How can I blame a news?
And so, blame not my heart for racing.

When he would be at my home;
When his presence would fill my soul;
And I can’t imagine- me hearing his voice.

When the dusk fell, the heart breathed,
The soul yearned.
Gushed over the window, a silence fleet-
Babbled a chirrup.
Now I was sure, he was nearing.