By Valli.M
"In tales of old, where stories unfold,
Kings and their dreams, love stories retold.
I used to hear those tales so bright,
But her beauty made everything right.
Tiny bells sing with each step she takes,
A love story told in the quiet lakes.
I'd be that anklet with a joyful role,
Dancing with her, heart and soul.
I want to be her slipper, steadfast and true,
Walking with her, whatever we go through.
In the journey of love, step by step,
A slipper's embrace, no secrets kept.
By the shore, where the waves kiss the sand,
Her feet in the water, like love, so grand.
I want to be the water, a gentle kiss,
Embracing her foot, in moments of bliss.
Her foot in the sea, a moment so sweet,
I'd be the water, dancing at her feet.
Simple and short, like a love song,
In her world, where I belong."
By Valli.M
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