A humdrum routine
I face every morn
unseeing the pulchritude around
with a broken compass in me

Then with a galloping pace
my heart broke into a poetic frenzy
for you were there
and held me with your probing gaze

Our souls forged a strong bond
imprinted on each other’s memories
never to be asunder
while rejoicing in a chariot of the Gods

A rainbow glows with its iridescent hues
the sun plants its fiery kisses to the moon
the stars rejoice with their luminosity
and the story begins
©Winnie, Musings

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Eunoia prompts February 2020
Prompt # 1: And the story begins

Heart month ❤️