Musing # – Love

Language of Love
The muse of poets
Inspiration for art
Rhythm for music
Love, does it just coin down to lyrical thought?

Often physical
An attraction
A nonchalant hormonal dance
Which sounds symphonic to the ears
A tangible phenomenon

When in mind
Traversing in spiral rounds
A preconceived map
A misguiding trail
You don't know you are found or lost

When in soul
Is beyond the realms of physical boundaries
When you feel without touch
Listen without a word uttered
Your soul syncs to their spirit

Which language of love you awe
What level have you graduated?
Love never bonds you in a cage
It is freeing and relaxing...
- Aishwarya R

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