The Fair Mixture

It grows
It flows
From within myself
Created of your smile
Which all the while
Draws me closer
To your mood,
Your fragrant attitude,
The feeling rises
To find a part
Of myself,
Giving of my heart
To you.
What I feel-
This stranger
A visitor of my soul
Who knows and feels
As I do know
My own emotions,
And seeks an ease
Of pain,
To tell,
To freely show
That fine madness,
In care
And tenderness
Again, and again
And again.

Poetry by vidura rambachan
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Written on 2019-06-15 at 14:30

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