And yes looking at her eyes was ecstasy to him.
And he would talk about her to the ocean as the ocean knew how much he loved her.
He would tell her how much he adored her, as he would cherish her like no other.
Her presence enchanted him as he stood there with love in his eyes.
He would look at her fondly as she would be laying down in her forever bed.
As she left the world earlier than him, as the wind gushed thus the tulips he kept for her swayed,
Maybe she liked them.
As her name was engraved on her sadistic grave, he stood there with tears in his eyes. As he consoled himself of her unreal presence .
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Enigma
PoetryA collection of poems based on love, pain and regret. This is my very first book and i hope you enjoy reading it as all these poems have been written with heart . Bye, hope you enjoy 💖
