The writerless pen
Forgotten relic
Of a keyless world
Slow seduction of words
A-wooing over fires and wine
Language of whispers and sighs
Gifts of longing and heart's ease
Lost art of romanticism
Sensuality of touch
Slow dancing with
Wait-burnished anticipation
No ever afters
Only an unending loop
Of kisses and straight lines
Smouldering and soothing
Passage of time
Circle of life
Where nights are forever young
And curtains are for the timid
9 years ago
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