I still remember my college days of love at first sight,
With a tender heart when every girl was an Aphrodite.
The beautiful damsels were the only subject of concern,
They were the objects of our usual but sincere discern.
We were the critics regarding their contours and curves,
Our keen eyes were always deciphering their overtures.
Everybody thought himself to be bachelor most eligible,
Direct descendent of Romeo would be more suitable.
To know the antecedents of every dame was mandatory,
Copious efforts were made to updat her entire history.
Categorization and nicknaming was another pastime,
Height, weight, complexion, were parameters prime.
If one was Greta Garbo, with serene smile enigmatic,
Another would be Sophia Lauren, with beauty charismatic.
Someone was Marlin Munro being lively and vivacious,
A dame named Vivian Leigh was sober but luscious.
Sitting at a cozy corner with some souls liberated,
Redefining the standards of beauty to be purported.
In real terms that was a lifetime fun from every angle,
Bygone days won’t come back but memories still tingle
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n real terms that was a lifetime fun from every angle, Bygone days won’t come back but memories still tingle....lovely lines.. i admire skill....10 nice to remember old days funny were those exciting days finding no clues to escape the ways still we were drawing closer and not gong away