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And When You Ask?




Now that you ask whether I truly love you?
How would I know?
I don't feel any different,
There are neither melodies nor cupid's show.
Yes I am poetic but that I have always been
There is no halo on my head
Nor my face has sheen.
 
So when you ask me: TELL?
Tell me how can I
Speak of something unknown to me,
And will always be hidden from my eye?
Yes, I do feel a thrill when you try to own me.
When you fall in my arms, reach for soul and my love just reciprocates yours;
So ask yourself  and if you love me so I love thee.  

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