The way I look at you,and                    
The way you don't look at me.            
intrigues me to the extent of insanity,
I love the way you try to evade me,    
bearing the smile at the verge of your lips,with the eyes darting hastily,and throwing the glances at interims of your breath,                                                        
trying to not to look at me desperately,
bearing the contradictions in your mind,
You do have a hunch,I guess,
Perhaps it is not to see me
but to perceive that I see you
It baffles me bluntly over the way
You manage to juggle with the other thoughts when I see you,where as in me,
the only thought that impulses is yours, May I dote on you in this echoless aura...........