You are the pain that lingers within my bones,
You are the blood that flows in my flesh.
Like an unsaid musing, or incomplete poem,
You are the conflicts in my head that often clash.
The baffling mystery which I seek to solve,
The murky treasure that give me a thrill.
Like stormy winds which starkly revolve,
Or like a peaceful lake which remains still.
You’re the secret which I can’t unfold,
Enchanting, delightful and the bold.
The chemistry between us remains vague,
But the conflict can’t make the tie break.
The image of yours, I have in my head,
May not resemble with you as I said.
You will remain pretty and adorable,
Nothing can make you less desirable.
~ Umair R. ~
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