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Soul, slow down your flight
A kindred soul dare to delight
In  your tryst when you hold her tight
 
Savouring every breath, every moment
Shunting aside pain and torment
Shutting out a callous comment
 
When your priorities say yes
Bless contours on tours that grace
The face so graceful it needs no stress
 
To pour plenty of luscious love
On  affable aphrodites appointed from above
Lots of love given beyond a wondrous wave
 
That craves for evocative elevation
With or without any standing ovation
Granted without any egregious enervation
 
Brought about in season of penury
In love, in warmth, in sapphire and topaz jewellery
In deals and seals savoured this century
 
Bankrolled by synergy straws
Punctuated by gregarious guffaws
Whose music mellows jaws
 
Silenced and suppressed in studios
Whose walls muffle audios
In preference for videos 
 
Flowing and blowing in a rapid motion
In sections and bisections in a mission
Whose prime impression slays depression
 
Letting loose emotions in a moose, a goose
Navigating limpid waters near the sluice  
So limpid and liquid it lets joy juice 
 
Caress and address the pleasure
Lovers lift from sorrow in the right measure
That promotes votes for the erasure
 
Of memories of salaries
Posted and costed late in lapidaries
Exploited to a vacuum in aviaries
 
Where white doves fly
In unison to ply
Their trade that laughs at a lie
 
Spread at high speed
An innocent self concept to weep
Long and hard when sorrow strikes a deep
 
Blow at the core of a halo
Separated from Pablo
In a motion so slow
 
It tethers tweets
Posted alongside sweets
From minds so endowed with wits
 
They cause a frown to fret
It saves a regret
For an open secret
 
That the grapevine derides
Stressing illusionist divides
From society get no free rides
 
As you wake up
Shove away the cup 
Deserving no sup
 
In your college
In your village
In the privilege
 
You feel extended
Over and above a libation blended
By brewers you'd suspended
 
To usher in an era filled with amity
Blended with a daily dose of sublimity
To ascertain no more calamity
 
Rears its ugly face
In full or in a trace
As you withdraw for good from any rat race.
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