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Our Love

The warmth you prescribe
drapes my soul layer by layer
when you smile
and embrace me with shimmering eyes
from time to time
and the wounds from the past though never going to go
yet remain dormant
for my heart
now is busy humming a song
a trance that we weaved
drenched in love

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Her Imperfections

I loved her imperfections. The shades of abstruseness she displayed, the vices she wore on her lips and the disguise she carried in her doe-shaped eyes. For her fallacies allows my disheveled self to fit into her clamor and then I can proudly call her mine

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For You, My Love

I weaved some gorgeous words, chiseled it with care, crafted with skillful penmanship and wrapped it with a bow for you my love 

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Gamin

The place where gamin ran carefree
ragged cloth tossing and flopping on the street
the place where happiness lives,
and blithe mood prevails,
is the milieu of my dreams
where my heart meets peace
the intersection of love and serenity

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A Deviant Bond

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Assiduous – A Flash Fiction

It was a morning of annoyance, gray clouds loomed over the horizon and the unruly breeze was blowing cold sheets of winter sparing none. He detested to step out of his dwelling but the urge of meeting her put all apprehensions to rest. And the arduous travel was worth it, for her assiduous loving touch was enough to make the annoyance fade away.  The grayness became pewter shades of desire, the rain morphed to showers of blithe, and despite the chaos, they swelled and glowed smiling in love.

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Corinthian Ruins

Her soul lost in some Corinthian ruins of the past yore and his heart still awaiting her in the folds of some distant yonder

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Your Seance

I am always at awe listening to you,
and I never mind lending my ears
to your thoughts,
for the gales, you rode
and the storms you abated
always left behind
such glorious tales to be told
and I forever remained astounded
shell shocked in your seance

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Faded Sepia

The reminisce of our yesteryear yonder
still lingers fresh on my mind,
the moments of our innocuous touch
playing a fresh

And those carefree guffaws,
and the sleepless nights
the silly talks
and the momentary delight
all wrapped beautifully in my soul

And they play back today
like faded sepia of some stolen memories
resurrecting from some past yore

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In response to Manic Sylph beautiful though Faded sepia memories of stolen Memories. Let me know your thoughts

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The Hope Survived

In response to Manic Sylph prompt Hope burst forth in the heart of a spring lover

You bit your lower lip
gnawing it with your even keel teeth
to a crimson red
putting all your might
to resist that smile
to grace your labium

And the rebozo
that shroud your visage
yet stealthily revealing
every emotion
through those curious
doe-shaped eyes

The fidgety hands
the wayward walks
guffawing sometimes
and at times hiding those thoughts
in a wryly smile

All said and unsaid words
burst forth hope
through the heart
of the spring lover

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