Hers
Thread of love,
in each vibrato,
whispers.
A melancholy,
that disperse,
the colors,
of hers.
String of love,
in each octave,
played.
A monochrome,
that displayed,
the hues,
of hers.
Knot of love,
in each tempo,
echoes.
A melody,
that reels,
the feels,
of hers.
Copyright © Prayoktr Niyuti | Year Posted 2020
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