The Letter
After a long tired day
I come home,on my bed,
Listening to him;
Never felt so touched, never felt so swayed
This was not the classic music this time which made me pleased,
The words, the unspoken pauses he took,
I understood this time.
The song said a lot, having deep emotions within,
Felt connected to a human I never met.
The silly little dance of his,
The green-blue eyes, the deep kinda husky voice,
The feminine manhood, the curly brown hair
Lucky are the other girls,
Who met him and Glare.
Not gonna brag but everyone will say they adore him better,
But in my heart, he will always be with this love letter.
~V
Copyright © Vedanti Chavan | Year Posted 2021
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