Her Slipshod Love

When she smiled through her eyes,
though ephemeral
I could feel the love
dwelling within her,
like a bud about to bloom
in a pre-dawn setting
and some drop of mist
playing with the petals
like her curls
shrouding her playful eyes
and she vanished
leaving behind a trail of thoughts and desires
the tale of her slipshod love

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45 thoughts on “Her Slipshod Love”

  1. What a beautiful poem! Sometimes I feel that eternal moments are so because they are so few and far between, and when they happen they are so short in duration… Love it!❤

  2. Gorgeous visuals! How lovely this is Shantanu 🙂 You have such a romantic heart ❤

  3. You’re welcome! Hope the rest of your week is filled with sunshine 😀

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