A sketch of love

My dear,

Both of us are looking yonder in a sketch of love,

With the stars shining in the night sky up above,

Facing the sunset with dreams of evermore,

Sacrificing perhaps more than we bargained for.

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A chance meeting at a crossroad of life,

Where began our reason to survive.

Fate played a sly hand and unveiled our emotions,

Breaking apart our fears and preconceived notions.

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Where words failed, I painted a picture of my dream,

Then I realized I had no color, to further convey what I mean.

But if Imagination is the window to reality,

Would you become the reason for my peace and sanity?

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In a sketch of love lies my true intentions,

That you are the one for my love and affection,

And even though at present it is devoid of any color or shade,

We will add as we go along, for all our life is still to be made.

Yours truly,

Arabi