In my thousandth utterance
Of my love for you
I have no reservation within
Left so far to write off
My earlier words,
My earlier promises to
Be at your beck and call
Be within your arms reach
As and when you recall.
It’s now high time
We announce our love aloud
And concerns for the other,
When there is little left
to unwanted restrictions
And blazing crowd to taunt us
And our hearts still singing
To the tunes of bygone days
And the never fading memories.
No more we do need a home
to foster our dreams left behind
Nor do we need a sweet name
to our never lost thread of love
And the never extinguished
fire of burning for the friend
Living so close without a name!
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