Whenever you heard the whisper of a light drizzle;
Whenever you felt the gentle cool breeze;
Whenever you saw the drifting white clouds in the blue sky;
Whenever you found dew drops clinging on to a blooming rose;
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flute, feathers, dawn, ripples of a stream.. treasured love. all fine things of nature yu have taken into your poem. it is a very nice work. metaphor.. and passion. thank you for sharing.
Gallery of metaphor galore…passionate poetry on love…touch down is matchless, ‘For it's truly intoxicating; ‘To love and being loved.’… thanks for sharing… Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
A nice poetic imagination, vinitha. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks