blue wings

Advika Maheshwary
Jul 17
1 min read

I say love is forever and always,

I say love is delicate but so strong

I too say love is fragile butterflies,

If you don't love me, I feel really wrong

Your wings hover so long over my love,

Before you go up on your treasured sail

I don't want those beautiful gems above,

I so want ours to be a fairytale

My heart flutters everytime I see you,

You are only one in twenty-thousand

You’re colourful, but waiting makes me blue,

After everything will I be saddened?

You’re magically enchanting to meet

Only after you, will I be complete?

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