Sense

All it took was a glimpse of smile,

With drizzling drops of tears;

And the heart melted.

Leaving the mind behind;

That still was thinking,

Whether it lost or won.

And believe me,

The Sense was awesome.

Probably because love matured,

From a cocoon to butterfly.

It got its wings,

Flying high in the sky.

And I too got myself,

In the clouds with tears of joy.