Dried roses,
blackened and scented.
Retaining the aura
with their love and adore.
Chocolate wrappers
torn and taped.
Expressing,
sweet seasons spent.
Long-short poems,
of love and lust ;
tussle and scuffle,
were scribbled and edited.
Highlighted dates,
with markers and pens
glimpsing the memories
down the lane.
Her diary has it all,
pressed and preserved
for perpetuity and awn...
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