Joining my painting class
Sitting with a brush
In Front of a white canvas
Those alluring eyes crossed
My memory of contacting
Even in the crowd of thousands
The perfect nose crossed
My memory of which I saw
Through the gap of a counter
That beautiful smile crossed
My memory of which I admired
Following a sweet goodmorning
The charming face crossed
My memory of which I fell
In love at first sight
Filling my canvas with the memories
Of an unknown charming personality
Was awaken by a familiar voice
Asking me how did it happen
Turning to him with an astonishment
Seeing the man of my life standing
With a charismatic smile!