unrequited – love is love

when lovers
Are two walls
facing one another
they get an eyeful
of each another

instead of clandestine
meetings around corners
they love freely with eyes;
what can be more beautiful
than this silent osmosis
of feelings?

what can top this kind
of grand passion
as tsunami(ed)
by unrequited love
with inbuilt opportunities
for meetings

Festive streamers
Tied to both walls,
electric wires bridging gaps;
when framed mirror is placed
On one, other comes in (re)view
As picture in picture

Physical love has limited life span
lovers that are like two walls carry
on with hope in breasts of endless
possibilities until demolition one day and
retrieval places them next to each other
heart to heart, cheek to cheeks, palm in palm


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