And just waiting for her to come

All the moments I yearn waiting for her to arrive is never wasted, for even when she is not with me her thoughts keep me company all the time.

And when she appears, a fragrance blinds my senses, like an ephemeral petrichor rising gently in a summer afternoon, and her abstruseness dazzles me, for through her enigmatic demeanor, and her transient presence, she leaves behind a calming rill reeling eons of exuberant peace and a lifetime of love to come

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