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So he said, let it be told this way,

A tale not meant to supercede,

Who cares what they might say,

Would it matter if we go our own way?

Alas!

It does in so many clauses,

A cause that might brings upon many sadness.

Let it be told this way,

This way, it would be a sincere depiction of your stay,

There need not be a need for anyone to pave the way,

For your being is constantly in my wake,

In our wake,

Warmth and comfort resurfaces,

The colorful garden resonates,

Our feelings forever immaculate.

Away, distant, high on a milestone,

Trust, distrust and other misdirection’s;

Timely, A connection was born,

Bearing fruit to a feeling long gone,

One that gave birth to a magnificent bond,

The two sitting close together,

Hand in hand, embracing each other,

Serenely steadfast against endeavors

Sensitive, caring and insightful,

She…my type, my cup of tea, the apple of my eye,

Oh will you stop!?

Bothersome is this mind,

Reminding of cruel consequences,

No need for a taste of reality!

Aghast!

But…

Floating in tranquility,

Calm they remain in companionship,

Devoid of logic and any methods of reckoning…

Temporary as it may be,

Pointless it could be,

Still it touched the very depth of the ocean’s floor,

Protruding lively sparks,

That bore a flame and lit up the deep sea,

With a flare full of delight, it resonates…

  

Illogical, unreasonable,

This is a tale not fit for this world,

A story transpired in a universe…

Where two beings were oblivious of the world,

So days, weeks, months dispersed over the years,

Still the flame breathes and continue to subsists,

At the bottom of the sea where no man exists.