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Zenith

Across the zenith I fly,

On love’s high,

I believe you and me,

Together we are meant to be.

Living cocooned in our magical world,

Happiness loads in it swirled,

Moments of sorrow just a dash,

Barely making a splash.

With tenderness you continue to hold,

Walking hand in hand, we grow old,

You and I, a promise for eternity,

Painting the sky into infinity.

Pic credit: pixabay.com

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Written by Sheetal Ashpalia

Sheetal is an aspiring writer who potters in poetry and discovering more each day! She was coerced into trying her hand out at poetry by friends from the writing community and is thoroughly enjoying this journey...

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