Classic Love

Each leaf of a book will always mean hello

But who dares stoop to look down below

Up to the centrefold to see what’s deep within?

To bring forth the true essence of love to begin

Come the day for the exchange of thoughts

Queries and doubts were presented and sought

Moments of ambiguity tried to veil the honesty

But nothing can outdo the true heart of sincerity

Hundreds of pages have been scanned for a chance

But the centrefold is where we can find balance

Like in every relationship’s core

And in every kind of love, the heart will feel delight and sore

But the heart still continues to love and beat

To fight till the end even though there’s a possibility of defeat

And at the end of the book is an empty leaf

This is where we can write our learnings happy, sad or without relief

We tried, we learn, we have loved or have been loved

As we live this very second

Do or die we still experience the essence of a classic love.