Servitude

Stripped,scratched,swelled....

still my soul dances within the reins of servitude..!

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An Ode to love …

Every instance with you has left me with memories, so beautiful...

Every instance has set the soul, reasons so blissful...

Don’t really consign to reminiscence...
                                      the times the heart has cried to be close to you.

Don‘t really 'commit to memory' the times these eyes...
                                           have spoken the unspoken…before you..!

You know you're not alone when I exist to fill your very core,
You know I dance in your love's galore.
You know it’s your love that’s created such furor;

So,now You know... that forever its only your love ,that I adore.