When u send me those surreal gaze
I could feel all my old buds blooming
Your presence in the hall
When your surreal gaze meets mine,
I sense my old buds blooming fine.
Your presence in the hall, oh so divine,
It Takes me to cloud nine.
The sound of your footsteps, a rhythmic rhyme,
Collides with my heartbeat in perfect chime.
With each breath of my heart's design,
I dream that you were meant to be mine.
Your laughter, a melody so kind,
Echoes like soothing therapy in my mind.
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Moonlit Reverie
PoetryIt's a collection of Love poems It deals with deep emotions not oly love . The pain and other deep emotions are beign reflected through this collection
