The night opens its arms to me,
Nothing between you and me.
You waltz me away,
The stars are our dancing companions,
My glass is filled with mirth,
Yours with me.
The evening augurs of the coming calmness and love.
In your eyes, I see myself.
Wild, honest and as eccentric,
And yet you do not change me or my reflection.
I may just have turned lucky.
P.S.: As a friend says, to find and fall in love amidst our concrete jungles, head to Olive Bistro, Jubilee Hills, Hyderabad
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