The Season Of Love

The Season Of Love short poem

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I remember our first hungry kiss
we behaved as though the time was less
making patterns on each others’ body
how can I forget the place where you first touched my heart
it was then we told each other we would never part
I would always think of you when I am alone
the pressure is as though a volcano is blown
I am obsessed with my love
for me he comes on top of the above
just by the thought of separation
I would go into depression
when we are together it is a festival of love
we are together as a pair of dove

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My name is Ambuja Parameshwary ,I am a in home science ,human development as major in BMN college of home science in Matunga, Mumbai
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Preeti
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Passionate love so well described here…nice:)

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