Among the people of music
I caught a glimpse of a sun- kissed boy
He carried the softness of his melodies
in his flute - yet unknown but still cute.

brown skin and charming features ,
A spark that stirs forgotten creatures
He glowed like the gods in stories old,
his voice turned my heart into gold.

stolen glances and tiny distractions,
No need of names for such attraction.
I know him only through sights and sighs,
Enough to listen songs from silent eyes.