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Curly curly romance

Untold tale of love;

The season to go crazy over the curly hair,

twisting the heart like a melodious tune;

Haunted by the stresses,

maketh the heart goes cuckoo and swinging in the air.

Heart beat beats faster like the rattling wheel of train.

Craving for a conversation seems like winning the lottery ticket,

a faraway dream.

When it happens,

one feels like worshiping the curly hair.

Romance has a name,

very curly curly.







Work-in-progress, seeker and bundle of contradictions. Stubborn and Refusal to grow up and constantly in search of myself, I blurt it out on my space. Drop in and share some love. Indian by choice.

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