The Fall
There was, once,
When love traversed and transcended,
Took itself to itself and soared on wings that were patterned by an unknown scribe
On the eternal....
And though it hungered and screamed for lips that could be burnt on the pyre of Passion, still would have savoured every second of it liquid dismantling to nakedness...
And turned with those eternal eyes and saw inside you....
And read the poetry of your heart...
Even read and wrote the poems in your soul....
Read through the barricades and traps,
Evaded every confusions lancet..
And simply saw...
You ...
Naked....
This was, once...
When love traversed and transcended ....
Everything …
But such a fire in patency can only be held by the naked
Ashes are where both the kindle and the fire
Die
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Submission Name: The Fall
