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A lyrical love poem by Sushmita.
My falling in love again and again,
With the wizardry of words,
With the romance of paints,
With the fragrance of lilies,
And with a slowly swelling moon,
That from my window unveils,
And with you,
Is not stupidity,
Not even cupidity,
Merely,
A matter of staying,
Alive.
Pic sourced by author.
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