The silence of the night was ripped with their heartbeat…
Was it the ground trembling or a strange quiver under their feet?
He asked her the question with a lovingly longing heart…
He wanted to be with her till death do them apart…
Her soul shouted submission but she hesitated to voice it…
She wasn’t meant to fall in love with him…how could she rejoice it?
‘Dis world will not give our love a social reception’ she thought...
The moonlight patiently waited when her mind was in such tangles caught…
Slowly, the morning unfolded itself with trackless serendipities grounded in light…
She felt a strange burst of joy when she uttered a “yes” blanketed in fright…
Thus, they set out on a journey down love lanes mysteriously winding…
Even though they knew their’s would not be a fairytale ending….
Calendars they have flipped and miles they have traversed,
Love is now a language in which they are well versed…
They have lived moments of joy and preserved moments of sorrow…
They have relished moments to lend and museumed moments to borrow…
They live each day, each moment with each other as a lifetime…
Coz their heart cocoons the thought that they have no tomorrow…
They flippantly wail that their love comes with an expiration date…
But have thoughtfully accepted it and not melodramatically questioned their fate…
Their reasons for parting ways to the world they cannot explain...
Tribute to their love, they promise to move on despite the pang of pain…
A boundary-less world is what they dream of, where they can forever unite…
They live each day of this life with that another life in sight…
Each fact of their story is stranger than fiction…
They know of the pain yet amorously craft its affliction…
They halt, look back, reflect and their exhilarating journey they cherish…
They celebrate their triumph that their odd love they didn’t let perish…
They walk on deeper in the meanders of love, not on their future depending….
Even though they know their’s is not a fairytale ending…
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