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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