The stanza while you smile…

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Let my love be the fragrance,
That settles down the wild smokes in you,

Let my love be the silence,
That rectifies the loud noise in you.

Let my love be such delicious!
That eats up the bitterness in you

Let my love be the the light,
That guides the weedy darkness in you.

Let my love be the dance,
That selects your stumbles as a part in it

Let my love be the love,
That teaches your hate to love.

Let my love sit with you,
When you cry in corners and crave for someone to understand

Let my love feel,
what every inch of your breath go through.

Let such love of mine,
Be reflected in you…

Let such love of mine,
Write the story of your tears,

Let such love of mine,
Be the stanza while you smile…

No lines of mine…

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No lines of mine,

Can express how fine

have you been made…

My love,

See in my eyes

Which whispers with so zeal!

That…

‘The one who teaches love,

Is probably the one we love.’

And you have taught me…what love is…my love 🙂