Looking for a spouse
make's the heart twitchy
even if you grow up with the thought
that you can just fetch it
but still elude you like a first kiss
roaming for it like a missing piece
Maybe,
Just maybe,
you've been ransacking the wrong places,
being an aficionado of love
hurts in many phases.
Couldn't i see the face in a dream?
Why take a spin in the wheel of heartbreak?
because my feet grows weak
from this long search for a spouse to be.
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