There I saw her standing alone
After years of my waiting to see her again
No more the broken angel she was which I knew,
Cold and calm there she stands.
"Princess", I called her gently
Turning around with a gentle smile,
Her wings getting healed with the flourishing of feathers
There she stands making her way to fly.
"hold on", i said, looking deep into her eyes
Brittle and bright they were,
With her body next to mine, two heart 💕 beating as one
There stands my angle, with the bright side she could ever have.
Sparks began, Afire love it was
Coming together to tie the knot of souls,
"there it is, the match made in heaven"
Being immortal they shall stay..
Holding her hand, loosing my breath away
Nervous I was, with that fancy I always wanted to be.
''I love you with all my heart and soul'', I whispered,
With a bird in my hand worth two in the bush.
She opened her wings, holding hands we stand
There I was building my unbuilt castle with a fixed abode for us,
Counting steps and flying high up to the place as nice as ninepence,
we called it home.
Happily ever after 😘💕
Bikash Nirola...
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