Summer evening,
Lavenders dancing to the wind.
An old, wise tree right at the centre.

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She opened the door,
with her delirious gaze
rooted on my lips.

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Miles apart, I still remember
the joyous Christmases
I cottoned to back home.

On this icy cold night,
the frozen memories of Mumma’s
Christmas dinner is still
as fresh as yesterday.

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They desperately wanted
to dwell conjointly.
Only, their words couldn’t
hold each other.

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I push you away, but keep your memories close.
Feelings at bay; although I still shelter that withered rose.

My inner storms could destroy you with a single swish.
So I shelter you, by not granting you this death wish.

Wrecking you day by day; my guilt woke and gave way to some thinking.
Love, you sheltered me. But I noticed, bit by bit, your glee was sinking.

So I pushed you away and decided to keep your memories close.
Selfishness at bay; I still hold dear that withered rose.

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Walking through bright
and busy streets,
our paths crossed.
The gleaming sun
at her heels
cast her shadow
on my soul.
Her silhouette
out-coloured
my dull existence.
Little did I know that
this overcast
would shield me
through darker ages
hereafter.

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A kiss is all it’d take
to make you stay,
but your lips... reeked betrayal.

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Lost in her beauty,
I kissed her.
Realised: beauty
is a curse.

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The night was asleep and the day was wide awake.
Night is my rendezvous with peace; day only mocks at that mistake.

I repent from dawn to dusk for that one blunder.
I pray for her soul, and pray to Zeus to hit me with a bolt of thunder.

Daylight took her away from me, or that’s what I let it believe.
For we reunite every nightfall: a fine act of deceive.

And now,
I wait patiently for the day to fall asleep and the night to rise awake,
As I am seeking peace and I plea to not be reminded of that mistake.

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Gazing into the wall,
lost through trance.
She befell
and time froze.

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