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Tuesday, 28 September 2021

Illusion


She meandered on the footpath
Smiling and dancing
Her feet moved in a rhythm
Throwing some Stolen glances 

His heart melted with ease
Blood drummed a different beat 
Hurried steps in her direction
Magnetic pull was observed

With a poof she vanished
Only her fragrance lingered
She was nothing of real
An illusion his mind created.
29/09/2021
© Deeप्ती

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