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Love Never Dies For You In Me

Updated: Jul 28, 2025

By Yasmin Parveen


You are the beat to my heart 


Sweetness to my dessert


Depth to my ocean


Blood running in my veins


My first thought when I wake up every day 


You keep me sane.


 


When the night falls you’re in my dreams


You make my nightmares shriek


When the Sun kisses the horizon you’re that Sunlight to me


My own poison and remedy


The bitter-sweet memories


You’re the fresh clean breeze of every lovely season


You’re the smell in my books


You’re the oozing honey to my bitter bridge


You’re like the chirping of the song-singing birds


 


Utopia I see in you


Euphoria you fill in me


You’re the town of my heart’s carnival

You’re the fresh flowers in the stores


And you carry that smell 


Wheresoever you go .


 


You’re the pleasure in my pain


The Summer in my rain.


 


Sugarcoating you don’t know 


You broach a subject with open mind and soul ; the soul I fell for.


 


Mystified by your ethereal beauty;  My heart is devastated in all good possible ways one could fathom.


 


You’re the Jar of my precious things ;  


Of my  Tressure and Bliss.


You mean  more to me  than you could ever think


 


Remembering you always leaves me in peace


Though you’ve gone for a year 


But you’re the one I seek. For ,

Love never dies for you in me.


By Yasmin Parveen





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