and, then,
my sword,
hackneyed,
time-worn
i kept
somewhere
in hiding.
pulling his
chest,
in soft, diffused light,
an inch closer to mine;
in soft, diffused light,
an inch closer to mine;
i conspired to cage
his unchained soul,
his unchained soul,
his poetic,
drugged mind.
only to kiss his voice,
only to kiss his voice,
sugary
sweet, sublime.
then, walked slowly,
a few hundred miles,
in unknown terrains,
beneath endless skies,
secretly humming,
a few musical lies,
he
carelessly,
wrote about me.
and, then, my jewel,
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i kept in reserve
in no secret place.
pushing her arm,
in glowing, glittery light,
a mile farther to mine;
i conspired to set-free
her captivated soul,
her lyrical, sceptical mind.
only to miss her face,
lovely soft contagious smile.
then, walked briskly,
a few foot steps,
in known lanes,
as if under limited sky,
openly singing,
One single truth,
she carefully,
wrote about me.
woah! this is pretty awesome. :-)
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