a sincere floret.
Her beauty behind the madness,
accompanied by an exquisite fragrance,
sometimes I miss her so much,
that I can clearly smell her
in the air,
And there I found her,In my lawn
Right in front of my balcony,near Jasmine plant .
“Let me hug you tightly
Let me kiss you longly”
They just dreams, turn ’em to reality,
As a Jasmine fragrance do remain
in the folds where it has lain ,
so the thought of her remaining
deeply folded in my brain,
And will not leave me;all things leave me
But she remains…
—Nimish ©
For my future GF.
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