Chaotic Love

Posted by akhandsi on July 11, 2015 · Leave a Comment

Love, is it not sweet and passionate

The wanderer and the predetermined

Sinking with the sail of dawn

And drifting with the wind of dusk

Love, is it not a dream of lust

A spell of kiss, the pride of a huge chest

The fragrance of the earth so wet

Chaotic yet promise of comforts.

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