Love Returned

Love returned and not taken is like a perfume spilled over your dress. You cannot deny the scent by hiding it inside the closet; You can only wear the dress in the open air for the smell to fade in time. The next time you’ll smell the scent, it won’t hurt. It will only be…

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And I love

And I love All of these and more. These feet That do not touch the ground When seated over a chair, This voice Too high pitched that pierces My own ears, That laugh Loud and noisy, Unfit for normal conversations. But I love All of these and more. These lips At times that speak words…

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Love, Lord and the Abyss

‘You call it love my lord?’ said the Princess as she played with the curtains draped over the balcony.  ‘For there is nothing finer than your face, my lady,’ spoke the smitten Lord.  ‘But one must close their eyes to feel love, it has no sight. One cannot hear it, it has no sound. A…

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