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Love Inside a Shell Like a Rambutan




The angle of our symmetry 

Is but a universe for two.

With captive rains which drought

The Heavens, they thirst for me and you.


Inconsequential inconvenience to

All the tiring seraphims lay.

This loving melody upon

Metal psalteries pushed the beast to bay.


Let the misconstrued lies

Flow through. For the love

We have nurtured and grew

Is more than angel’s try.


There is no greater purpose than

Being loved and a family man.

Lest we are entrapped in a rambutan

Like beetles somber on the seeds of red lands.


We grow and migrate towards the celestial

Antiquities of twilight twinkling, and age

And disease. Nestled in a graven dance

For our time has grown a pittance of love via timestamps.


And thus this little flash bulb bursts. Our love quenches the angel’s thirst.



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