..Tribute To tHe Lover..


A poem to the loved one
I picked his call
I spoke to him
Laughed for a lifetime
Till tears begin to fall
Could not stay away
Not away from his love

Confused and cornered
Loved and pampered
He picked me up
Choosy and cranky
Cuddled in his arms
I stay calm and composed

Love is something I feel
Everytime I see him
Close to his troubles
I feel the pain of loosing him
We argue for small things
Too small to be forgotten
For his love is overflowing

Quick to forget
Slower to doubt
Calmer when asked to justify
But ever ready to defend
All sums up to make
One hell of a stubborn boyfriend.

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