A moment when one is beckoned.
Slowly travelling through the vein,
It took time to reach my brain.
Having no clue,
That second just flew.
Everything that followed ain't any same,
No wonder they say, Love is a game.
Can't I face her now?
Will I be able to, How?
My hands had rust,
There ain't no trust.
Being conservative was good,
Being open is not my food.
It took time to see,
But now I see the Sea.
A Sea of fear,
Unnoticed goes where a tear.
So, it takes just a second,
A moment when one is beckoned.
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