He and She

By Shreelakshmi Byndoor

He was a poet and she read novels.

They talked like a book and flirted in poems.

They sat at the rooftops at 2am;

Watched stars and talked about crimes.

She could see love ,but born to overthink anyway

and he called her a gorgeous mess everyday.

‘’You smell like a book’’ was their new pickup line.

As she held her first child he asked ’’Marry me.…again.’’

By Shreelakshmi Byndoor