With each gaze, a story woven in grace,
A penmanship of ardor, interwoven in space,
As golden hues adorn the ancient skies,
Our love forever intertwined, never to fade…
Your presence is so captivating... Aban
"Really, by the what are you writing, Palwasha?
Nothing Aban, I am just trying to write some verses.
Well, about what? Me…
You are so irritating, please, Aban!
Okay, I am leaving you alone; carry on.
"Thank you," she replied with a smile on her face.