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Sweet revolution on your tongue
Loosing the urge to run.
Escape and savor the moment of bliss
Dwelling in peace.
Insanity awaits flooding into our soul;
Futile to resist
As we embrace and fingers trace
The goosebumps on my skin
Like a blind man reads braille.
Carpe Diem!
Human Desire. ♥
March is here it reminds me of
the colorful flowers owned by grandma
Tendered with care
Hark the chirping birds sing, music fill the air.
Season of spring and fling
Busy street, void of any danger
Met a stranger, shared a seat.
Still in touch,
small talks nothing to say much.

The journey and excitement
Of bygone days spend with a lover
They say,
Twenty was the time to explore.
Turning points and joints,
Each episodes connected through dots
Lesson and reason it taught.
March is here and all the nostalgic memories still evoke.


Will we ever be young again?
Season of Spring and Fling.
Being around you is so joyful
Feels like an endless summer
Never let the golden hour leave us
For a dearest friend
forge your wounds and scars into weapons, like swords and blades. if anyone tries to use your weaknesses against you, they will be afraid.
She paused



             She thought
  

        
                           She died.
Not much.... Maybe a busy mind is best because if its not busy then you think. And Sometimes thinking too much kills.
Love.
Love is.
Evermore.
Love is always.
Undeniably,
Indefatigably,
Indescribably,
Insatiably,
For­ever.
Always.
Is.

Love.
Love lasts.
Tirelessly.
Love is always.
Unconquerably,
Indeterminately,
Imperviously,
Inscrutably­,
Immortal.
Always.
Lasts.

Love.
Love lives.
Timelessly.
Love is always.
Interminably,
Interconnectedly,
Independently,
Incredibly­,
Infinite.
Always.
Lives.
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Oh to hear you call my name in the breeze.
In the moment when eyes are sleepy
from restless sleep as mind wanders.
Oh to feel your presence unseen
as moon shines
in between drifting clouds.
As wind blows giving a hug.
You are in between the breath.
In space between moments.
In my visions
as I raise hands in a prayer.
You are the angel that travels
with unconditional love.
And I too love you
with all my heart
Inspired by Hayley Cusick on a night I could not sleep.  You are a writer with a gift. Thank you
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