Broken
“In the beguiled memory the pieces of
broken dreams shape the lost love” – Quote by Poet
In your squishy hug my arms delicately turn
into the brace of heart’s enchanted urn,
set the lingering longing latent within
to sail in the river of my desire keen.
In my ardent sea the surfs of beguile
shine like pristine pearls of your smile.
With mesmeric moon-ray lattice entwined,
its sparkle splashes on my passion illumined.
In my fervent fold our formless shadows interlace,
duality mingles to oneness in fusing embrace.
Even when the ebbing time pulls you away,
in my heart eternally embellished you stay.
When in the fading gleam of twilight,
I imagine you return to my realm of delight,
I configure the lost love from the trance woken
with the subsisting shards of my dreams broken.
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