One breezy and fresh sunset
In an adjoining cafeteria;
A red frock girl on alongside table
Drew my attention, adding euphoria.

Her curly and glossy hairs
Were gripped by florid hair band.
Mesmerising the ambience, she seemed
The creation of a magic wand.

Lucent pendant on her neck
Kept on gathering my heed.
Booking up for Cheesy Mozarella sticks, I wrapped
Cause the only so she did.

Evening diffused surplus duskiness
As the sky revealed no moon.
Climate switched to furious winds
And it was Sunday, 22nd of June.

Gloomy weather indicated
As if she enforced any sorcery.
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