On the open terrace of a cafeteria,
sitting at a round table in the corner,
I observe a young man, restless yet -
composed in his wait.
Multitude of expectations gathered on his face -
some hesitation, conflict, and boundless love.
He unbuttons and folds the sleeves of his shirt,
his gaze fixed on moving of the watch's hand.
His mind races on, while the clock's hands -
move at their own pace.
In this universe, the sun's movement is flawless,
yet the young man's restless mind, his anxious -
gaze is drawn to the phone placed before him.
In a golden moment, a beautiful young woman -
with the cascading charm of her dark hair,
bestows on the parched landscape of waiting love,
a cool surrender, of the first showers of monsoon.
The heightened heartbeat,
finds the promise of a lasting union.
Ignoring the cups of hot tea, holding each -
other's hands, in silence, many unspoken -
emotions find unique expression.
Even without the illumination of words within -
the deep sea of the mind, the silence itself -
conveys the heart's message.
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