Love Poem by Ravindran Govindaraju

Love



Purblind to true follies,
Casting magic spell,
It is a mutually admiring club.
She whispers;
I nod.
She sighs;
I swoon.
Time decays,
Despite Love flourishes-
If True.

Thursday, June 20, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: magic
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Love..never decays....
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