Poetry

Sure, It is Love

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And then you decide to purloin,
without giving any forewarning,
my reticent thought,
and weave it into a metaphor,
so easy to decipher,
and present it back to me
with a bow on top

And when I am awestruck,
in total loss of words,
you simper gently
and say without me asking,
it is love

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