In this poem, a stranger meets a girl on a train....and then this unfolds....

I feel the breeze in my hair

Am I dreaming? I don’t care

Lost in the music on my phone

Almost dancing, like am alone


Suddenly I hear music play out loud

I stop my player to figure out

I see someone few steps away

Dancing to glory, just the same way


I walk up, to ask her, to slow down

She takes my hand and turns me around

With a smile that aims to woo

She challenges me for a step or two


Well it might be that I loved her look

or two extra glasses of vodka, earlier I took

But I joined her and started to dance

Like I always knew her, we didn’t meet by chance


That moment was magic

That place was real

She left after sometime

But I still live there








The End

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