FULL STOP
Your face is
my mirror to the universe
through which,
I peep into
everything that subsists,
crafted by the creator
Your facade is
a book,
restraining
our love-story;
every MOLE of which,
is a ‘Full stop’ of its text
FULL STOP
09:35 pm | Sunday, June 7, 2019
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