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Apr 2014
He was in too deep
Caught unaware.
Swimming
Deep in the waves
Of her soul.
Her iris,
Like a black hole.
The gravity of her gaze
Enchanting
Heart stopping.
All he wanted
Was to look into her soul
And love her for an eternity.
He put down his mask,
For the first time
Since he can recall.
That moment
Was when he found life
In all its darkness and glory,
In all its entirety.
Meenu Syriac
Written by
Meenu Syriac  India
(India)   
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