And you my love,
had the fangs
jutting out like a boulder,
on rough seas,
perilous yet protective,
horror yet desirous,
abating storm,
roughing gale,
fighting with grit,
and despite the devilish stature,
I saw a lark resting its feet
fearlessly on the rock,
and you my love,
embraced it
with all your toughness and oddity,
that’s why I say,
I love you my love
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Wonderful 👌🌹
Thank you so much my friend
Powerful and endearing ……….. splendid
Quite amazing..
Wow this is amazing
What a lovely adoration…
Thanks so much for your lovely read
Thanks so much, Piyush
Thanks so much dear Adithya for your lovely read
My pleasure
Thanks so much, Graci
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You are welcome Shantanu.
Thanks so much again
Lovely poem…..amazing.👌👌
Thanks so much my friend
Pleasure SIr!
Happy claps after reading this. (I kept trying to add a GIF here, but apparently I could not, but that was what the GIF was about happy, happy claps.. :-D)
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You are such a sweetheart. Thank you for your constant support 🌸🌸
Describes a typical mother to me…dangerous to the world but courageous and so protective to her loved ones.
Interesting connotations my friend.
Thank you
My pleasure