reflections of meI don't see ~mirrors
Such is the power of their love, He sees his image through her words, Teardrops soothe the ink of pain.
The crevice was inviting, She skipped a beat on seeing the magnetic hollow No one would find him here
Blessing of immortality or curse in disguise. Till eternity 'O' foolish man You will carry the burden of life.
He hung by my side all through spring Love blossomed and then came fall, He still remains as we flow to afterlife. #TLT
He sits in confession with his other side, A Priest by Chance, A Pervert by Choice.