The casual vacant love

She was all eager,

Bubbly and at times a bit sober,

He drove a Range Rover..

She smelt at times like clover..


She basked in the morning sunshine..

Her face was full of an unseen line..

She worked her worry out,

She seemed like she always did “pout”..

 He seemed lost,

She wanted to love and sacrifice for him her utmost,

To them the world raised a toast!!


But everything other than love,

Was missing in their tiny alcove…



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