Long
long days
creepy ,
sleepy,
dusty,
windy,
chocolaty days,
With chocolate blending love nuts in it ;
secretly tip toe behind dusk ,
Incarnated
in the blessed couple
Who walk on terrace
talk ceaselessly ,
Seem Contented ,
with distance between ,
Two souls meet somewhere in them.
Then
I fly
I shy
I envy
I feel tickle
And love for them
for it is a True Marriage.
Yes it is a True Marriage.
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