Day: 4 August 2021

When My Love Calls

When the night is blooming
In the realm of its own artistry,
A spec of moonlight
Dares to caress your charming face;
Almost instantly,
I stoop to plant a kiss
On your sleepy lips.
It’s that moment when my love callsโ€ฆ
A love that refuses to outgrow!

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