This Feeling.

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Streamside meetings at sunset

Butterflies making trades with flowers

As I avoid your gaze shyly -

fiddling with my hands

And causing ripples with the flowing waters

 

You speak words of love and my heart beats fast

My thoughts run wild, my face muscles twitch continuously - smiling

 

Enjoying two kinds of love simultaneously

It is indeed bliss; the nature's love, your love

I'm left in awe of fate's handiwork

That it gave me your heart and your love

 

And if I may be greedy enough

Can I wish that this feeling exist

Till my final breath and if there's love in the afterlife

Then I want this even till then...

 

Thank you for your time.

My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.

Still me,

My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.

Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.