Was in search of-
what I knew,
ages back.
Where two souls,
will always find its way
for it's bound to.
Above all the-
rush and lust,
It remembers what's forgotten.
Even in a room full,
your gaze would meet mine
yet again, as if for the first time.
Something that would last-
any distance, any dimension,
through thick or thin.
For you have met,
just not embraced it
yet!
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Author:
Cynthia Seven (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 7th, 2026 04:38
- Category: Love
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Comments1
Destiny at work in this poem where meeting comes before knowing and it bodes a future romance. Well written
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