How does Love speak?
The joy that seems the counterpart of fear,
As the alarmed heart leads in the breast,
And knows, and names, and greets its godlike guest: The colourful butterflies were so naughty
asked me teasingly
Whats going on in your heart
That you are blushing with love.
In the avoidance of that which we seek
The eye that glistens with an unshed tear;
The sudden silence and reserve when near;
Thus doth Love speak.
Unknown fear grips at heart
fluttering eyelids look for help
With a chuckle you blink
pressing down emotional gears.
You once again
Let me yield to your love…
How could you forget my love so easily?
How could you forget the times we spent?
How did you turn you back on me
when I needed you the most at the end?
Love always comes in disguise
And it grip you so tightly that one cannot escape.


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