Million Everests
If love is a gamble,
I wouldn't shy away to risk shedding
yellowing pages of my soul,
to grow souvenir sunflowers in your yearning soul.
As I can't stop these free falling heartbeats now,
and if I am meant to fall,
I wouldn't deny any push from million Everests --
everytime, gladly for you.
Ayesh
Copyright © Ayesha Iqbal | Year Posted 2023
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