Platonic love story
His eyes met hers on the eve much unexpected,
His was a sunset, soft yet forbidden.
Her was like sunrise, tired yet welcoming.
He walked as if a breeze and she walked like a storm about to blow
Yet they crossed path,
Among all the chaos, they met like waves met the shore.
She looked at him, with no hope just adoration.
The way he looked,
The way he talked,
His light laughter,
The way his long fingers moved while explaining.
Nothing was more amazing to watch than looking at him,
Each day as if it felt something new.
She never got bored of him.
She never wished to touch him for a second,
Neither did she ever dreamt of touching his lips even for a moment.
She would rather sit in the crowd and watch him forever,
Than sat next to him even for a day.
Destiny had no roles in here.
Since, she felt the heaven residing in her.
And he was busy in his world from dusk till dawn.