Eventide

Part 1

Smiles of an eventide fills my soul,
Scents of creatures serenades the environment,
Sincerity of purpose becomes a burden,
Just as they feel my breathe.

Admiration becomes my companion,
Attitude exposed to most innate desires,
Articulation, now a strangest of them all,
Yet, the number keeps reducing.

Hopes of longevity is announced,
Hearts to desire for a life time,
Hesitant I become to meet the passionate of them all,
Oh, in a flash it brisks.

….to be continued

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