Why do I still nurture the thought of a possibility called us, when I know your mind is muddled by myriad farragos and your heart layered with shades of gray revealing nothing. Maybe it is the eye I want to accost, for deep within I know, though you may not say a word, those doe eyes can’t deny to show the sparkle of my beliefs.
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the eyes………windows to our souls and can reveal so much more than words. This is beautiful Shantanu!
Such a short and sweet piece of work.
I enjoyed reading this.🌸
Thanks so much dear ❤️
Thanks so much for such a lovely read, Wendi
always a pleasure.
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Beautifully written.Eyes and things it gives away
Thanks so much for your beautiful read