just like the cool breeze
and the play of red hot embers
warming like the dazzling sun
soothing like the moonlight silken
playing a magical game
of the sun and the shade
a mismatch
yet done wonderfully
standing afar
yet close
an emotion called love
how can love hide
it comes forward
colours up the words
and writes a new poem
when the dark kohl sparkles
smiling in the dark eyes
the tinkling anklets
make a new love song
words decorate a new language
spoken in return of the unspoken
in silence
everything seems to have changed
and the world appears new
when the heart races
yet skips a beat
affection overflows from the eyes
epiphora happens
when the being flows in the passion's tide
then where does love hide
with intimacy it rhymes
and comes around
to write a new poem
©®Madhumita
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