Not a scintilla of my feeling for you is hidden in any disguise of words,
Nor my love for you has any obtrusive convolution of thoughts,
Every word I say,
Every emotion I feel,
Every thought I express,
Has truth smeared with verve,
oozing passion of a morning spring,
And a commitment
like how sun promises to appear every morning,
and the moon which follows through its celestial forms,
Perhaps if you can look beyond your derisive world
You will see a heart
which is the home you have desired your entire life
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13 thoughts on “Perhaps”
What a beautiful expression of the purest emotions of love. love it.
Oozing passion of a morning spring
Thank you so much Megha
Thank you 🙏
Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
Thank you for the reblog
Hope is eternal in the places we open up to for comfort. Lovely, Shantanu!
Thank you Susan for your kind words.
You’re welcome, Shantanu. Please, call me Susi. 🙂
Ok I surely will 😊
Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Shantanu!! Have a great day!
Thank you so much