• chinnurenju 5w

    FIRST SIGHT

    Rays shattered the ground,
    Gentle breeze blowsup my hair,
    An urged turn,
    A quick sight,
    Stuck with the magic ;
    Magic of his eyes.
    Staring each other,
    Trapped in the magnetic power,
    Heart trembles with nervousness;
    Like a million races of horse.
    Heartbeats sang;
    The rhythm of my heart.
    With a soft smile;
    Like thousand bright light;
    Sang the song of Love.
    ©chinnurenju