On a fresh chilling Monday Morning
I was walking along the subway and
Saw this beautiful girl with a beautiful smile.
My eyes relished the nectar as she blushed
And mesmerized me with her seducing style.
My shivering steps heaved to her to enquire the time,
She smiled again and said “Its quarter past nine…”
As I came closer and even closer…
I felt her aroma emanating.
Her reddish lips, dimples on her face and beautiful body
Were all stimulating.
I pondered and introspected,
Was it Love at first sight???
Or yet another Beautiful Dream?
My musings suddenly broke
As she held my hand and spoke,
“I am an angel and your Sweetheart
But the savage death has segregated us apart.”
I looked again at her angelic face,
Locked our hands and spoke with grace.
“Darling I love you, and you are mine,
See, our love has beaten the test of time”.
I sealed hear a loving kiss
And she to me, with enchanting bliss.
All of a sudden I awoke as the clock struck nine…
It was Monday morning but the girl was only a dream
And never mine.
