With a sense of guilt
A demure glimpse meets her eye
Causing a flutter of the heart
At an age so ripe
Statuesque in stature and persona
Exuding oodles of charm
In exchanging fleeting glances
With her, I saw no harm
With equal panache she carries
A sporty look and traditional style
Rendering the air with exuberance
Her distinct voice makes my day worthwhile
Barely does the heart gets transfixed
Like a moth to a flame
Unless the magnetism is genuine
Desire to get consumed, you can’t quite tame
Throw caution to the winds
A call rings in my ears
But the mind never lets loose
The leash out of fear
I introspect on the disparities
Looming large, that sets us apart
All aspects of which seems blasphemous
Even while visualising a relationship to kick-start
Gone are the days to evince amorous interest
Though a hard fact to swallow, acknowledge I do
And lower my gaze when she crosses path
Not to go the route deemed taboo
