Glance of Love


Where were you last night?
There was not even a glance, thrown my way,
Perchance, you were in search aright,
Of a false witness to prove, your presence away?

These fights of pretense,
And these intimacies intense
Feels like,
even as our eyes fought,
Our glances, respite sought.

The pride of your love,
So swells my heart,
That I would not shift my gaze,
Even if the Emperor were to pass.

Mere presence, my love, is not a meeting forsooth,
Let our eyes and glances mingle, to feel the truth.




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