Yore

A few magical moments
And memories of what once was
Often transpose her
to the days of yore
The days of serendipity
And rhythmic flow
The days of surrender
When their visages glowed
When the conversations
Were cryptic
Yet never went unheard
When dreams and desires
Were chiselled and weaved
With promises of eternity
They were sealed
Even though the time travel
Induces a pang
Yet she treasures
Memories so pristine

©Sakshi Gangwani

Published by Sakshi

Certified Inner Anchoring Coach, Author, Blogger, Past Life Regression Therapist, Reiki practitioner, Entrepreneur ..... .. ..

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