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Sublime Sunset

Nov 21, 2024
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Updated: Jul 25, 2025

By Ankitha D


You walk down to the shore, the moonlit ocean moving majestically in the darkness,

Your presence soothes my heart and soul and blooms tenderness, 

Your eyes are glowing like an afterglow in these beautiful skies sunsets, 

Holding my hands at twilight as we watch those evening stars, 

You made me feel at ease as all my worries and misery became calm, 

It felt like we were in the other purest spiritual realm,  

All over again I fell in love with your soul’s charm. 


In that alluring intense gaze of yours that articulates those unsaid stories, 

You make me feel those emotions which I  haven’t felt before are heavenly and lovely, 

You are the only one who makes my soul smile,

He was so enraptured by her beauty and her eyes were twinkling, 

As he was ready to devour her as her scarlet eyes expressed the love they had for him in them, 

Her soul raised high like a Phoenix moon rising from the ashes and both became a pattern of love,

You are more than enough I could ever ask for Mi Amor. 


That evening was so enchanting like a deep blue ocean, 

You have no idea how much you mean to me as you became my pure devotion, 

I started to believe in love because of you  my ray of sunshine, 

Will we be together after aeons, my divine?

Sitting together near the window fascinated by the essence of the cold breeze, 

You were as seductive as a sin like a captivating bliss in the skies, 

As those pastel hues paint the tranquil ocean in the evening charismatic sky, 

He leans and kisses my forehead warming my skin, as he said “You mean the world to me, Mia Cara”.


By Ankitha D

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