Four poems on love

I
those delicately tender lashes,
they promise and threaten to bind us
into long winding stories
that suspiciously 
smell of love.
II
You chose
to nurture me
with droplets and sunshine,
and then
you cut and trim me
to fit your balcony
i watch amused,
i feel attended to..
i also feel loved.
III
Once upon a time
you wanted to be the victor
in our love story.
Today your surrender
is complete.
IV
does love ever
lose its charm
or does it just
wax and wane
like the luminescent moon?
All i know is ,
i never tire of loving,
of being loved.

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