Indecisive Gospels

Strolling down the rocky trail,

Entrusting you by closed eyes,

Adhered into, despite the 
evil eyes cropping around us .

Sang indecisive gospels in love,
my weary eyes ruffling in a tangle.
Frisking truth in your essense, 
gay filled in my arid life invariably.
Sparkle withered around in a glance.

 Life endured in a fantasy consistently
Lingered to be in your perpetual amity
All incubus lurking around disappeared
When you held my hand and walked.

Sewn new hopes on the clouds of morrow,
Fragrance of your love encircled in each sniff.
Timidity vanished as grounded farther every
moment in time, silence witnessing our communion.

About Piusha

Futile writer,enjoys reading anything under sun.Still on a quest to find a new facet within me.
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