They walk by me, those lovebirds in twos and threes

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They walk by me,

hand in hand,

lovers

trapped in the bonds

of their ecstasy.

Walking by me in twos and threes,

making me wonder

when will it be my turn.

To meet someone

who is my other half,

my hearts only joy,

the chocolate to my vanilla.

Where is…

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Nicole Maharaj

Nicole Maharaj

I bleed out my soul in my writing, in these pages you will find poems and short stories fantastical in nature and completely fictional. And some reviews too!