Confession of Love
Sepia roses
carefully pressed
between pages of memories
in the diary of life.
Fragrant love
seeping from the dry stem
spilling on words
painting a wondrous verse.
Drenched feelings
moisten thirsty lips
and flow through
the delicate throbbing veins.
Clasped palms
sealing a promise
parallel lines embrace
souls sing in sync.
Conscious ears
hear the sweet lyre
echoing infinitely
the confession of love.
© Taruchaya
