the hazel beauty and him

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it is spotted in a showroom

under those focused lights

it is standing tall 

yearning for a glance at its brand new polish

he enters the store, flirts with those glass tables

he moves forward and his eyes fall on IT

it was undoubtedly love at first sight

he feels its top

slides his hands through its legs

praising its sturdy wooden body

explores all the space

he calls for the sales person

asks for the price of the hazel beauty basking in its glory

the price is quoted

it is a bit too high 

he sighs sadly and leaves the store

he visits the store every weekend

eying the magnificent charmer

longing for it, to honour his home's drawing

one good friday, he gets a raise

after work, he rushes to the store

embraces the stunner, pays for it 

reaching home, clears the space to welcome the new member in the room

saturday morning, he keeps a tab on the clock

awaiting the hazel beauty to knock at his door

and then the door bell rings

he opens the door and smiles widely

there it was

tightly packed, hidden under the cardboard

wrapped in the fine translucent bubble sheet

ready to be unclothed

he peeled the layers of cardboard

and then the bubble wrap

smoothly and gently

till he got the first glimpse of its auburn sheen

he pulled it close, to the empty space carved out just for it

he pushed it against the wall

it brought life to the mundane corner of the house

and stood their beaming 

only to be extolled 

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 PS: it is my first attempt at poetry :p...laughing at it is prohibited ALRIGHT!