My lines 

My lines of warming you Slept together for the blankets of love

I watched the eyeliner covering darkness and happiness 

My Memories of choir and downpour started towards you – the endless 

I touched you , I felt you , though I didn’t have hands to shed, 

No matter I drew you from my crew of thoughts 

You though existed in my queries of curves 

I loved you, I kissed you, though I didn’t have lipstick to colour your lips,

You though stayed back in my flavour of quests and nesting serve

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