Anu

A spot of love...

Poetries are mine. But every
feelings are yours.

My heart is the place of your
melodious heart beats.

There is no one other in every
line except you. Beats of your
love reflects in every word.

Your voice is the music of feelings.
For that singing is mine. Listening
heart is yours and clapping hands
are also yours. But I am the owner
of the sound of clap.

Because my heart is breathing in
your heart…

- Revan.

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