The first time I saw you in your pink outfit,

I thought here is the most beautiful angel I ever laid eyes on.

The intensity of your stare was a concentrated whiff of ylang ylang.

I stood frozen by the lift, with my soul travelling with you.

The moment is gone, yet the perfume lingers.

A match made in heaven, the realisation wouldn’t hit years later.

My soul did recognise it, the veils of stormy emotions had yet to drop.

Are you an angel, one who descended from the heavens because you pitied my plight?

Or are you the instrument of His will, brought forth to make me rise?

The moment is here, with the perfume lingering.

Why are you afar, my heart yearns for you,

Is it your anger or your love that my heart bounces with joy every time you cross my mind

Years later you are still as beautiful as you were 

Stop this obsession with youthfulness 

It will be gone as well, tread the path of love with me.

The moment will be gone, yet the perfume will linger.

❤️Thank You❤️