Pretty woman mystery unfolds
You were looking exquisite that day in a yellow sari with red flowers on it. I cannot describe your beauty in words.
I kept on looking at you. I made the payment when you got up to come out of the restaurant.
When you were conversing with the person at the counter, I was standing near the exit door listened to your talk. The person at the counter could not see me though I could see his laughter.
I was with you when you with your children were going to the bus stand. I was there until your bus started for Damua.
Looking at your face, it appeared if I would come in front of you then you will chew my face off. That’s why I did not meet you.
Anyway, this too is mad talk. This is how passion talks.
I remain intoxicated at the thought of you, my love!
I remain intoxicated in the look of you, my love!
Do not ask about my intoxication,
I remain intoxicated in your fragrance, my love!
I swear of your beautiful eyes,
I remain intoxicated waiting for you, my love!
Please wait for my next letter.
Reveling in your passion