One spring season, when it was a cold night and the full moon was all shinning bright.

With my friends, I was on the walk inside the Lincoln's park.

We were busy doing funny gossips of my old jacket's leather, beautiful weather and that tiny owl's feather.

Suddenly, I felt the winter glitch when I saw that beautiful witch.

All I could feel was the sensational breeze and the running time being stood freeze.

Her eyes were shining as it was doing black or white magic and I was hypnotized by the tragic.

All I could remember was her eyes were performing some art, which left the permanent tattoo in my heart.

When I came back to sense, she disappeared away, before I could find out what happened in a way.  

My feeling was like love at first sight as mentioned in a play Cinderella and in Book Alchemist, when santiago met fathima.

Now, I feel she was the one whom I was waiting so far, and I was all wasting time with doing nothing above par.