She
Her presence is intriguing
Her nearness alluring
She blinds me with passion
Her clothes...
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She
Her presence is intriguing
Her nearness alluring
She blinds me with passion
Her clothes scattering a new fashion
She lights a conversation
Each time I long for one
Often she kindles a desire
And I want to play with the fire
I look at her all the times
Trying to find myself
My future, my past
To live well, to last
Are we friends?
Or partners?
Aren’t we separate but same
In life and its game
Her eyes crawls a lesson
Each time I sink in them
Submerging in their intensity
Diving deep under till infinity
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Hi DSampath,
Thanks. Really appreciate it.
Cheers!
Kulpreet
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Hi gkpsree,
Thanks a lot. Coming from you, I value it the most. Sorry for the delay in recording my response.
'She' is well and so are the kids. Trust down south things are pretty similar too.
Take good care. Hope to meet up with you sometime soon.
Cheers!
Kulpreet
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simple
elegant
poem of love
and romance.
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Hi Candid,
Good Morning!!
Wonderfully expressed there!!
You know I did guess her identity almost-
and then confirmed from the comments section
I look at her all the times
This is the portion I particularly liked.....
Great Candid..
Keep posting.
Regds to "She" and kids
gkp
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Hi supriyad ,
Wow! Thanks a lot.
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Hi samratdp,
Thanks a lot. Appreciate that. Will certainly visit.
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Nice :) In the back of her head, you can see, read so much :) Very interesting :)
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DM Sekhar,
Thanks friend.
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Hi Edwin!
Like your name. Thanks! But hey, getting it right is not that difficult. The key is you should not try too hard.
Cheers!
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