I meet her not too often
few hours of freshness
after many months of wait
and yet her thoughts keep burning within
rekindling hope
nurturing love
weaving possibilities
till we meet again
But when the time arrives
I forget all my plans in a trice
for I am lost in her ensemble
her deep luscious eyes
her meandering talks
lost in everything she does
or chose not to do
and, I like a fool
blabber anything but love
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You are a romantic soul
Haha. What is life for otherwise. Thanks for reading.
This so beautiful……👏👏
Thanks so much my friend
Always a pleasure 😊
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Very beautiful and romantic,
Thank you, Tanya. Appreciate your kind read
My pleasure I really found this to be very beautiful piece
Thanks so much 😊🌸
Awww !! Beautiful 💙
Thanks for your kind read
You are amazing Shantanu. This is beautiful….💛
Thanks so much, Jaya. And so are you 🌸🌸
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This was so beautiful to read!
Thanks so much for your kind read
You are such a romantic Shantanu. Lucky is the woman for whom you write all this
Smiles. Thanks so much for your kind words
Beautifully said my friend!
Thanks so much
My pleasure always, Shantanu! 😄
Thanks so much
You’re welcome!
Thanks so much
You’re welcome!
What a beautiful person you are
Thanks so much
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