Her days, her life was painted in grey,
a melancholy rhythm marked each day.
She yearned for something, none knew,
the warmth of a bosom, pure and true.
Her unformed dreams kept like a treasure,
an appeal blossomed, swept beyond measure.
Walking down the path, on rocky terrain,
Ana knew not, love like dew was about to rain.
A whisper within, mader her stop and turn,
her cheeks reddened, felt like an urn.
Her teenage desires, coveted in her chest -
like ripened blossoms, put her to test.
Her spirited glance, the eyelids flutter,
a throbbing in her heart, no words to utter.
Feet got frozen, the world halted still,
the first whisper of love, shyness, thrill!
The cocoon of desires, now burst open -
a swirl within arose, shackles now broken.
wishes acquired wings, desire took to flight,
'Hope' dawned on Ana after a very long night.
She knew not at all what to say,
all her life she waited for this day.
John moved forward, Ana did the same -
in the warmth of embrace, burnt an eternal flame.
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