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Nature
Her pale skin
Mixed with yellow hue-
Trails of sun kisses.
Scarlet red-
blushed by the bold confession;

The dark nights-
How symbolised -
Her- unsaid sins- unrevealed secrets,
How mild and calm -her sights.
A secret lover holding the lies.

The dawn at the mountain
Icy feels- cold touch-
Sends shiver- in the very first meeting;

Hold by surprise-
How exposed!
her rage- disobedient.
Destroyed - if messed.

How kind - the stars
Her stares -soft.
A gaze- gloomy yet lively;
My night companion.

A lover she is-
Who never leaves.
- Aliva Das
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