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Falling in Love

When a casual look sets the heart racing
When a wry smile brings a flush to the face
When a sidelong glance feels like a special gift
You know you are falling in love

When eyes seek one more glimpse
When heart seeks one more smile
When ears seek one more laugh
You know you are falling in love

When you feel the presence before you even sight them
When you have eyes only for that special someone
When a moment away seems like a lifetime
You know you are falling in love

When you cherish every smile and look
When you remember every word spoken
When you recollect each and every nuance
You know you are falling in love

When everything is right with the world
When you believe nothing is impossible
When you think you can reach the moon and the stars
You know you are falling in love

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Vishpala said…
Absolutely.....

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