Loitering, emotions unknown,
Flamboyance ushers,
The adamant mind accedes,
To the call of passionate zephyr,
A force gushing through the veins,
Parched lips bolt,
One butterflies’ tiara hover,
The evening sky beholds,
Beauty praises its own,
And the flip of a page musical,
Garrulous self, mum,
Engrossed, lost,
A humble submission,
To that grandeur feeling called Love.
TRIVIA
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{ My first date with Love. :) }
© Copyright Salvwi Prasad[POETICbug]
I admire those who can write poetry. Well Done
ReplyDeleteexcellent poem and a pleasure to read.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Beautifully described.
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