My Beloved Love

I’m not a fatalist but it’s my belief,
Your undying love for me Is the herald of blissful days and nights.
In benumbing winters you are my springtime.

Our souls complement and our bodies dovetail each other infallibly.
We are not complete to finish inevitably,
But ameliorate and glorify to be enamoured gradually.
The clink of you gold doesn’t soothe my ears,
It’s your giggles and sighs that I want to hear and share.
I believe in moonlight walks and mellow golden sun.
I believe in birds chirping and water ripples.
I believe in lush green trees, flowers and ferns.
I believe in everything where
The air imbibes your lyubimaya presence
And your savoury skin as it supersedes the fragrance of luxury scents.
The flamboyant accoutrements will run its course,
But we are unpretentious wild weeds, adorned by twigs & thorns.

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