Thursday, March 23, 2017

Your lover

My sweetest memory,

You break my braces,
To chill out my many ills!
You sharpen my voice,
To shout out any truths!
You cement my faith,
To weather any sorrow!
You crown my resolve,
To challenge any disbelief!
You scent my body,
To smell a little earth!
You shatter my ego,
To fathom any travail!
You play in my backyard,
To pursue to my birth place!
You tender my chest,
To cushion your baby!
You kiss my lips and dance on the floor,
To tell the wind that it belongs to him!

My sweetest memory,
Your name is love,
Your day is today, and-
Your lover is me!

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