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Rain Of Love...
And I penned it down,
Scene: drizzle,
Every drops,
Clouds surrendered to your beauty.
Petrichor scent ;
I smelt,
With first drops,
Landed on hair.
Naughty drops found their way,
Through feather like eyelids.
Moved to cheeks,
And then...
Scene: drizzle,
Every drops,
Clouds surrendered to your beauty.
Petrichor scent ;
I smelt,
With first drops,
Landed on hair.
Naughty drops found their way,
Through feather like eyelids.
Moved to cheeks,
And then...
