they were the days of mollifying glances,
their eyes would look through and then sideways,
heart pumping out loud,
florid cheeks divulging the mental state.
love was true, souls were pure,
so destiny intertwined their paths.
those destined accidental nudges pushed them to a world of dreams, dreams of their clasped selves.
a brief and cagey written proposal from him inspired their bond.
years passed and seasons flipped,
but their world, a world where love flew, love flowed, love sung, love prayed, love acted and love danced, was still.
they were content, together with each other,
when he espied his priorites and he trailed them over her.
he died in the world of love, he ended everything.
he still yearns for his love,
the love that held him palpable,
but the love, he erred to end.
their love didn't suffuse
and the world of love remains in solitude.
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