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You are worse than the deadliest poisons of the universe....
You intoxicated my system,
Effected on my nerves,
Captivating my brain and dismissing my reflexes ,
more than a poison ,
I would call you my chemotoxic poison ..
That poisoned and triggered my hormones
Which No more  listen to me but you..
In your presence they become euphoric lost in blissful trance
They are addicted to you  in whose absence they show strange symptoms..
Withdrawal symptoms ?? No love reception syndrome...
Im sure I don't wanna find anti toad for this poison.. because I love them I love him who bit me with his poison❤
Golden pulse grew on the shore,
Ferns along the hill,
And the red cliff roses bore
Bees to drink their fill;

Bees that from the meadows bring
Wine of melilot,
Honey-sups on golden wing
To the garden grot.

But to me, neglected flower,
Phaon will not see,
Passion brings no crowning hour,
Honey nor the bee.
 Oct 2017 Gourav R Dwivedi
Kaylee
I wish to seek for the perfect flower
To find a beauty as wonderful as you
An isolated yet bloom of joy
A tender and gentle lotus
Oh so fragile
I can see it glimmering
Sparkling an amusing sight
Oh so lovingly
But it is so far away...
Unreachable
Just like you
I am lonely here tonight,
Lying under heaven's light.
I can see a million stars,
While I wonder where you are.
I am lonely as I wait,
Just beyond this garden gate,
To peer into the past,
Where we two will always last.
I am lonely as I stand
Where the waters kiss the sand,
As I look beyond the sky
To the days of you and I.
I am lonely in this place
Where I cannot see your face.
I miss you now you've gone
But I know you're moving on.
I am lonely here tonight,
As I lie beneath moonlight.
I am lonely, lonely, lonely,
You were my one; my only.
the spark of your blue eyed gaze
beneath the forest bed
in your arms with my heart
i melt with you

the warmth of your breath
touch deep of the woods
i can’t resist but
melt with you

the verses you wrote on the leaves
around my head
where love birds make a nest
with the forest mists
i melt with you

the flow of your love
run over my body
fresh sweet pure honey
from the nectar where bees feast
Endless Numbered Days :

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