And the love didn’t have boundaries, 
eyes drowned in eyes, 
hand tangled in love, 

and it didn’t matter 
how many proses were written 
how many ballads were sung, 
love always remained fresh 
like fragrance of jasmine 
in morning fresh air 

and by every passing moment 
it grew deeper and deeper 
reaching the epitome 
in the horizon somewhere in the top  
spoken through her silence  
and express through my words 

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