When I happened to be in your presence
I was impervious
But I was too busy, thinking
How did The Creator design?
This beautiful being
Your hair absorbed sunlight
But reflected the colour of the earth
Your eyes drunk
sea blue colour
the colour of honey reflected
Coffee, and tree trunk

When I happened to be in your presence
I was careless
But I was busy to collect the pearls
Fallen from your lips
when you were speaking
I Imagined how your teeth were lined to form smiles
I wondered how did your Roman nose inhale only flowers' odour
I watched how did you touch table utensils

When you finished your meal
I was pretending to be careless
While I was busy to count the minutes left

When you left
I was pretending to be indifferent
But I was busy to arrange for the next meeting