I looked at her as she at me.
I blushed alone and looked away.
For a second there the world was still;
That stagnant flair for the moment's thrill.
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Nice work with the muse of love and life. Thanks for sharing.
I have returned to this poem several times. Your trepidation gives you insight into your own motives; your shyness pays tribute to regal femininity. She made you feel cleansing fear and saw the human side of godliness. This is an encounter of innocence with innocence, transcending the social gulf.