Loves at risk on other days
Love is at risk on other days.
When expectation
flags to stale bread.
When hearts
steal a glance
before eyes are read.
For love seeks no script, no stage, no cue,
It's better ad-libbing than being spoon-fed.
For the dullness of routine settles as dust.
when tomorrow ups,
and leaves the room,
hoping for better
times ahead,
on other days.
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