Beneath a sky of lavender hue,
I caught a glimpse—was it déjà vu?
Eyes met, like constellations colliding,
A silent song, our souls confiding.
Your smile, a sunrise on a frozen stream,
Turned the ordinary into a dream.
The air grew heavy, yet light as a feather,
A fleeting moment, but timeless together.
The crowd dissolved, the world stood still,
As if the cosmos bent to our will.
No words were spoken, yet all was told,
In the whisper of a glance so bold.
Could it be fate, a cosmic thread?
Or fleeting magic my heart misread?
Whatever it was, it lit a flame,
A story begun, untamed, unnamed.
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