Him, an epitome of
impeccable might
As mesmerizing at night
as he is through
the day and twilight
I, the blood
nourishing his veins.
Like the brook and soil,
I let him breathe
till I drain.
Together,
we give rides,
profound and long
with bonds
deep and strong.
Him, a mighty bike
and I,
the fuel he likes.
Let us be water
6 years ago
3 comments:
Nan... at her best!
wow! claps!
Nice one...kept me guessin as alwazz
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