Who Is He?

I'm walking on a freeway full of people in front of shrine, 

I feel like I'm just a lone drop in middle of deep brine.

Suddenly I felt shivers on my spine, 

I stopped, looked behind and met eyes mysterious like a intricate vine.

I wanted to keep on walking on same boulevard,

But I can't seem to take a step forward.

He stopped also to stare at me,

His charming eyes are only thing I could see.

When our eyes met, we smiled with glow,

He has something different that I feel only I could know.

I feel something unusual that I couldn't explain, 

It's like I had known him forever on this evanescent plain.

That warm look in his eyes is cooling me like a sea shore,

Why by his one look my face is burning like a magma core.

His sparkling eyes, his divine look, his perfect eyes blink,

It made my lips sealed, I couldn't say anything.

Do I know him,

Have I ever met him,

Why do I feel mesmerized by his eyes, 

Why can't I walk, why can't I talk, 

Why do I feel like I've known him for a long time when I stare at him?

Why do I feel warmth & love in eyes of a stranger,

Why is this indecent feeling of not losing him rising inside me,

Who is this man standing in front of me,

Is he a mystique enigma or a deja vu?