Nothing or none could ever tell
what this love is. Love, that can
assume any colour, any taste,
scent or colour without a context
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Love is a scented longed lingered desire Fills our eyes with wonderful colours Throbs our mind, beautiful dreams To see the panorama of life nurtured in nature
A nice poetic imagination, Indira. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks