The Warmth In Love..
V Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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The warmth in the love,
Not dearth even during famine,
Calm the shimmering ocean,
Comfort the ache as the lotions,
Steaming never been seen,
To scald, to peel and to poison,
Love has never been cold,
To freeze the lips to be solid,
To smack everyone with black hints,
Camouflaging the petals of flints,
Warmth is what one needs,
Warmth is where one hides,
Numerous circus clowns,
Smile with painted lips,
Behind the perfect mask,
The warmth of love is laid,
When thousand of stunted face,
Burst to laugh in contagious pace.
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