He was a marvellously handsome high- tec entrepreneur
And yet, his world was a confusing blend
Of terror, betrayal, pain and suffering.
In spite of all this, he had the same fire,
The same dreams, inspirations and zest of life.
He had a broad wisdom about the world
Ans was a gentleman to the very core.
His face showed the ravages of grief,
Yet, the spice of his after- shave
Always left a fresh smell on it.
He had an innate sense of what is right
And what is wrong and how he should react
Under each and every circumstance.
And when he met her and tilted her chin
Up to him and looked into her brown eyes,
He felt something in him stir
That had lain dormant for years.
He smiled dreamily at her
And strolled his fingers on her white Cashmere sweater.
She looked appreciatively at her
With a longing look while
Her sexy and disheveled hair
Blew in the wind that carried the fragrance
Of wild roses, vanilla and cardamom.