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By : Sashi Prabhu(zeauoxian) 29/2/2012
Lovers each parted their ways, Tears cause misty sprays. Colder grew them both, Love amid them was now an old growth.
Lovers wear on their poignant face a pair of abysmal drenched brows, Each parted brow one crumpled, other rumpled as twinge, sonorous it grows. Their ways parted but for scores to come both would grieve, Tears to obscure make believe a poker face for all to deceive.
Cause misty sprays now quench and quell the fervent fires of the raving heart, Colder grew to icier but a dim flame of passion lies to be kindled although apart. Them both a score later brought face to face by fate or fortune to meet, Love amid them, wedged, now flickered and glinted, sneering smiles as they greet.
Was now at hand frozen silence and two tear blubbering faces, An old growth of love renascence and regenerates. Now the feelings cold erase and hate displace, To make way for their searching love to take them to a higher place.
To melt intrepidly into each other’s arms and embrace, Depose and oust with grace the long worn mask of the poker face.