Loves Perception
my eyes are closed,
now i perceive her
so blindness i crave,
rather losing her sight naive
my thoughts blunder,
truly conscious of her,
fool i prefer to stay,
if wisdom cost her
my feelings meet no bounds,
but in her they all subdue,
love restless so be,
to be content only within her
my actions make no sense
in her happiness i am comfortable
clown i prefer to be label
than see her eyes in tear
my words fail to capture,
her tender beautiful feature,
i rather wait as a mute spectator
as beauty beg to be define by her
my time live frozen,
warmth in her as i cuddle,
i prefer to die here,
rather from her arms far
death will play foul,
but our soul in timeless mould,
as union of true lovers be crowned
poems of our passion be written down
...rAHUL
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