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🦋 ❤️ Butterflies dancing in mychest~~

In those oceans due to the moon's gravity
there are waves and tides
Whereas there are waves of affinity in my heart merely due to your moon like eyes
Little interactions
and eye contacts wiping my gloominess
With Unexpected butterflies
Roses are red violets are blue
I know you looking at me
more than
you yourself do(know)
Roses are red the sunset is too~
inside my body there is always a warmth vibrating in me..,
the warmth of you~
The emision of your shy smiles is the jet
By which my heart flies
You are that one beautiful flower of the garden whole garden that intensify
The flower that dont mind if i keep beholding it's beauty
Dear ....... eyes
never lies..
Heart obviously pumps blood
Whereas it jumps
when you give me that look as if the necatarous
Flood
has penetrated through the vessels with my blood
To warmly hug my heart
Thanks to th Art
Of that smile
Meanwhile ....
Your eye contacts is the bucket gently pulling out the stress from the deep and and filled well of
my mind,
Your conversation sometimes
so kind ,apparent as some sort of rose water good at healings wounds
and so far my mind probably need this nectarous fluid ~
Speaking of dear mind ,making me foolishly bind to the simplest flashbacks along with this heart still amazed by the beams of my stars of dreams that once upon a time I dreamed
My
Heart is evoked by the rays of the illusive sweetness on listening any love song , Brain does'nt care and heart says it's uncalled to move on
Fire i try to split in my writes
In this sweet illusion and foolishly gets bonded with it even further tight
Right?
Negativity still greets me at some point ,but I will stand tall and fight
With my rhymes and friends by my side
And faith on time
Various tunnels in our lives
More than often being dark
But at the end of every tunnel it is always brighter than the bright
Dear it takes to witness an utter darkness
To behold the glory of light
Just desiring to lay down my feelings someway , by still hoping to meet you one day
again .
No matter what has been endured my this heart and brain
At least the tenacity
of a poet is ejected into them due to your gifted pain~
due to the witnesses pain .
picture- mine quote 🌸
©rishabh567😊