this daywhen thoughts failed the test of irony
i recalled my nanonic love
and find you where my breath stops short of
what i would skirt
and remain with it
my beauty,
you know a lot
and find me
lagging behind
my soul
dares not
to say
one word of its
ultimate fantassy
..love is that exotic
or, its
rather airy
i struggle to spend
the precious
for
too mundane
source neha,mallika
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