The sky was clean and beautiful,
You were over the terrace,
Wind was blowing from south pleasantly and playing with your hair,
You were adjusting your hair by your fingers
blushing & putting it behind your ear,
Glancing toward me by corner of your eyes,
Acting like, you had no idea why I’s staring at you.
But you couldn’t control over your expression,
Your mouth became oval shapes after seeing me,
And your eyes told me that you were attracted toward me,
And you were in love . . .