When I was young,
I heard my papa sing,
A song about love....
How soothing it was
To love and to be loved.
I still remember.....
The lyrics to the song,
For in my heart....
It sank.
In my teen,
Sweet seventeen.
I fell......
Gorgeously in love,
With a lady in the TV
All I did was to admire.......
When I was old enough
On my Twenty fifth birthday
Love payed me a tribute.......
A visit never to be forgotten.
I fell asleep in love.......
In a land of milk and honey.
A world where everything was wonderful.
I was yet to understand,
The dynamics of love.
These memories
Of love ,
Keep on lingering like a song on repeat.
I had to narrate......
Perhaps it was fate.
©diabetic
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