The fire might be on both the sides
Even if there were miles to divide
Kept at distance
To be seized with absence
No doubt, there shall be long wait
But never curse fate
It shall unite you
To be near through bond
It has such magnetic pull
That shall make you lull
Not allow anything to come in mind
You shall almost become blind
I reminded through words
To look forward
And rush for early union
To become lovely companion
It is good to be in love
And believe
In its sanctity
With grace from almighty
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