Dew drops sparkle

Silver rays weave my smiles

Flowers beside colour my heart

Your hands gently brush my skin

A zephyr sweeps

The leaves dance in its rhythm

A kaleidoscope of butterflies

Fluttering inside

For your touch;

A dream it is, no more

Nyphms sing their magic

My eyes drunk in your love

Floral constellations,

You look above

But all I want to see is right beside

The sky's awash in hues of grey

In your jet-black eyes

I see twinkling stars,

You leaves me wondering;

What made this cosmic art?

I gaze some,

Get lost some more

Tiny drops of light

Scatterred in perfection

Pondering over reflections in between

They hold the mysteries

Of universe yet unraveled

Jotting those stars into constellations,

I find secrets,

never spilled out into words,

Gazing more into those eyes,

I get drawn,

like they are some black hole

Pulling myself closer to your lips

I sigh and melt down in them

Fading the cosmos;

Vanishing in your lips

I find a solace peaceful that night

Under the stars

In your arms

Lost in your love

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She stared at the oceans

Her eyes filled with water

She couldn't decide

Which was more deep,

The ocean

Or her pain.

Watching the sun go down

Silence throbbed her empty heart

And then she heard

The notes of a heart

Sadder than hers.

She turned around to see him singing

with his tears

And in his tears

She saw a reflection

of herself,

A young,

Independent,

Smart woman,

Someone who could also

Stop his tears.

So she walked towards him,

caressing his cheek

she wiped his tears

and whispered

"It's ok

And if it's not

It's gonna be,

Stay strong"

The same words she wish

someone had told her before

"I am here

for you".

Gratitude flowed

and so did a spark.

In his presence she felt

a comfort, a love.

Her lonely heart didn't feel

As lonely anymore.

In her presence he felt

what it liked to be

loved for, to be

cared for.

Under the crimson sky

A few heartfelt

words and touch

(only these)

were all it took for them to realize

what was already there; a connection

And while the waves came

and crested

they stayed by each other's side.

Not too much

Not too little

They were

for eachother

'perfect'

and 'enough'.

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