Often you speak a lot
Often I hear
Life brews fresh & hot
A drop of happy tear..
Often your eyes say it
Often I stare
Our eyes talk a bit
that ears dont hear..
Often you babble too much
Often I wear
Nothing precious as such
But the bond that we share..
Often you tell me things
Often I care
Our life often brings
A classy love affair..
© Archita
A Journey Called Life ... 
3 responses to “WE..”
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Beautiful! 🙂
Yayy! Thank you. 🙂