Glaze of Wedding Day
You were never a choice,
You were never an option,
You were the only one,
The only receiver of the token.
Your dulcet voice,
opens doors to various imaginations.
Your deep-set eyes,
place where lies my nation.
Your alluring magnanimious face,
admired for infinite duration.
The words can't embrace,
your appealing expression.
Deep red intoxicating wine encased,
The Day of our declaration.
Copyright © Meha Patel | Year Posted 2021
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