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