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A love tale —I

She toils through the day,
Without a word or a nay,
She earns her daily bread,
Not a tear does she shed
Satisfied with her rude life
Everyday fighting a new strife

One bright day
She mets a stranger on her way
Colours, flowers, music appear
A strange feeling, her eyes filled with tears
It was for her 'love at first sight'
But she knew her position, she knew her plight

The stranger noticed her, their eyes met
A strong sensation hit both, their hearts wet
No one said a word
Apprehensive of this feeling, their thoughts blurred
They passed by eachother, their hands touched
Hearts palpitated, eyes blinked, cheeks blushed

In between the strifes of life, the worries of days
This moment of bliss made its way
Made its way to the heart of both
"Why not I said a word"...this guilt both loathe
Stepping forward, getting away, two parting hearts cried
Doubtful of any next meeting, he stopped, called her , with eyes open wide........

© ritu