Her eyes turned into snakes and numbed my chest I turned from the venom of love and faced such a helpless look,Tell me now who will hear this cry of love,πŸ’”

I was that innocent beautiful fairy who knitted her love with love on the beach of my heart,πŸ’”πŸ’š

While the wine of love tasted bitter, the taste it left was lasting beauty,πŸ’šlovers are very inclined towards beauty dear lover was in love because she read beauty,πŸ’š

Animals that didn’t read beauty would eat flowers.πŸ’šThose who do not read the beauties in the book of life are dead,πŸ’šI read the scent of your lover on the leaf of the rose,πŸ’š

Lovers written on the wings of flying birds fly together happy,πŸ’šOh dear, if you need a victim, remember the fairy is always ready to be a victim.πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•

5 Responses

  1. Beautifully written, and such tortuous thoughts, ..definitely love is so hard, …but always there, waiting, β€¦βœ¨πŸ‘βœ¨
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