Would you...
Tell me to stop writing,
when~heart~ finds~
something more precious,
that I would rather be hiding,
than sharing it with every~one...
For, in your presence,
nothing~could~comes~
into my mind,
only your voice echoes,
when I tried listening,
to~my~inner thoughts...
Each word would speak,
my unfiltered feelings,
divulging the secrets,
that I kept concealed...
Of the dreams I had,
for a life, I carved,
showing glimpses of our future,
in my fantasies!
So, would you...
Tell me to stop writing,
when~I~embrace,
the pleasures, of your presence,
making my world exciting,
to spare moments, for anything else!!
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