The lovers have changed….
maybe into someone inconclusive,
who’s as complex as a conundrum,
yet someone we want to solve and fall apart….
There is a false in that fidelity,
we haven’t really thought of spending it till eternity,
yet, could you still accomplish it in the name of my
carnal myth…?
Oh lover, I question you,
but not your reverence….
At least stay with me until dawn,
Mark my fallacious desires,
Cure them with your demons…
Once called the epitome of magnificence,
have now, parted ways to the unknown…
what did all the fret fetch these lovebirds..?
*Touch-wood*, was the only thing they swore…
the only thing they had faith in, but love!
Unconventionally Yours! 
Who is your muse ??
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Haha! Still figuring that out! 🙂
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Chal jhutti 😬
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Haha! I think, that how I imagine my muse would be or should be but isn’t!
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