Awaiting Dreams
Her childish sweetness,
And murmuring twinkle eyes,
Visionary awaiting dreams,
Passing through her destination,
Where coldish accompany,
Enjoyed peace to blast time,
Heart palpitated gossips,
Lips were thrilled,
Arms had jumping,
To climb embrace,
As,
A bird was flinched into a net.
And trying to across the boundaries,
When,
You touched my initiate stance,
I realised,
Something is hiding me.
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