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Sep 2015
I don't fall in love,
I trip-
Stumble
Falling
Eyes wide and dreamy
Heart beating incessantly
Constantly.
Seeing the world through rose coloured lens.

Yet
Still seeing you.
Eyes through
To skin
And deeper
Yet.
Jon A Fernandes
Written by
Jon A Fernandes  Pakistan, Karachi
(Pakistan, Karachi)   
285
   Hiba Samad
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