SHE...?

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She was there, he picked her up;
She was still, he tasted her;
He had fallen for her complexion;
She was his only horizon.
With her he lived and experienced true meaning of life.
He sobbed and narrated;
She was calm and listened.
He laughed and celebrated her ;
She was his soul..
She was his life.
She stole his heart and his brain;
She urged him for more;
He smelt her and again kissed her;
With his eyes shut and passion unending;
She made him eager and restless every night ;
She was magical.
She was magnetic.
She would kiss away his worries and sorrows...
But today something different happened...
He placed his hands gently on her sleek neck;
And slammed her head against the concrete wall;
Feeling distorted and agitated for ruining his life..
He screamed to the shattered  Whine bottle;
As she lay split and spilt all over the floor!
- Debolina

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