This is not the season of love …but I just don’t know why…for some weird inexplicable reasons I am being compelled to write about …..well…LOVE…
It suddenly made me remember the day I realized I too, was in love…the first time I saw him…the first time we spoke…everything seems just like yesterday because I keep such precious memories constantly alive in my mind…
a strange thing inside;
creeping through outside.
inexplicably bizarre;
truly peculiar.
a yearning to cry;
wanting to try.
humbly keeping;
patiently crawling.
a sentiment so pure;
believing so sure.
beautifully affectionate;
tenderly passionate.
a moment so phenomenal;
amazing and sensational.
wonderfully screaming;
perfectly loving.
P.s.
Love is as beautiful as a peacock when it opens up its tail…..(technically, only males are peacocks, females are peahens and together they are called peafowl…in case you’re not aware..)
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