Finally those moments arrived, gods acknowledged my appeal

triggered turmoils of excitement, difficult enough to conceal

Then there were their visuals, quite distant if you ask,

hiding all their spark behind the veil of a mask

It required piercing eyes through their veil, for a glance,

generous enough for a delightful avalanche

The struggle was real, to get a glimpse while we greet, 

hues of deep brown eyes were no less than a treat

I believe there was a concealed smile, accompanying their hello,

then there sneaked a plateful paneer tikka, bright as yellow

It had no mask, beautifully dressed up with mustard sauce on the right,

its aroma was a bait, made it difficult to hold the urges tight

It took the veil off their face for their tongue’s delight,

That was my moment of #LoveAtTheirFirstBite

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