Oblivious fondness
Poetry Sunday
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1 min readJun 21, 2020
Love found its way to me
over a cup of coffee
with a stranger
who felt familiar
like that old pullover
I’ve been wearing
almost every day of my life.
Not for a moment, I realized
that a few casual smiles and hellos
across the street could lead to
silly peals of laughter
long walks on the beach
holding hands
watching the playful waves
gently touching the shore.
Not for a moment, I realized
that the oblivious fondness
and warm cuddles
could unravel the road to love.
Love found it’s way to me
when it all became an everyday treat.
Now I can see it smiling back at me
hinting at the creases on the bedsheet.
©ankitasaharan