CHRONICLE 3
When I talk about
A woman in my heart,
I talk about a woman
Whose smiles could bright up
A whole planet
Whose laughter’s sound could
Appease angry gods
Whose mere presence
Could calm down a sandstorm
Whose heart could refuge
A deserted, like me.
While every bit of her
Resonated into loving me;
There I was feeling too shy
Or too dumb to confess
To say to the world or her at least
How much I loved her.
Not that I was incapacitated
Perhaps my pride and egoism
Would not allow me
Yet I did like her
For she is
A woman in my heart.
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Pee Kay 