Beyond Fences and True to Hopes

Far across, beyond civilisations,
A shelter awaits a couple in love.
The sky has its blue blanket spread
for them, the fog visibly stretching
its bed  making them invisible to the eyes.

The hills with its green carpet longs to
take them to her sweet bosom, where
with showers of selfless love she would
hug them, heaving for breath they roll,
to define new zeniths of matured love.

On foggy evenings, she leaning herself
onto his shoulder subtly mumbles,
"Are these, those days we were waiting for?"
 Pecking her temple, he nods, 'Perhaps.'
"Still Perhaps?" A smile has an answer...

Published by rekhashivam

Reading and writing is my passion. Philosophy, gender, Fiction, Mystery,Education, Thriller,I prefer these genres. But I must admit I am not a prolific writer. Just that I want to express and feel myself. Honest comments are heartily welcome.

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