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Their love…

It was not always like matches and wildfires but their love was like peaceful sleep after a long hard day, like sunrise after a dark storm, the smell of flowers that lingered long after you walked away, their love was like answers to questions of the heart.

Poetry copyright Neha 2020 inspired by twitter prompt #SlamWords

night sky

poetry copyright neha 2020/ image from pexels credit goes to original artist