Lost

Words lying deep
Inside the creases
And folds of the heart

Waiting to be
Unfurled, unwrapped
And to be presented
Like fresh dew drops
To the green moss

As a promise of love
By the dawn

Alas! they are forgotten
In the swirl of thoughts
Dissolved
With the fluid emotions
Vaporised
Diffused
Lost

And I stand
Mute......
Again
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.
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