In unison


Sometime when I lie alone,
listening to heartbeat sound,
the rhythm pumping up life,
a periodic hymn I found.

I try to listen closer,
I hear one more beat in synchro,
it’s the music of my dearie,
thinking of me from her window.

When the beat cling in unison,
Your laughter fill the air,
You wipeout my tears,
lucky am I, having met dear.

Categorized as Mindspeak

By gautammridha

Wish to post smiles miles away

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