coins that don't match
neither do they coincide
but the magic of nature works
when nothing is compelled
It all begins with war
with everything misunderstood
to mean wrong for everything
a state of inferiority and superiority
when one dominates the other without intention
We call it infatuation
when the hearts are young
Calling cupid to their aid
Day dreaming of beautiful things
Reminiscing silly moments
Apologizing for every action
Presenting themselves as an idol
making themselves presentable
with all the best they can
Flaws that go unnoticed
Even a smile tickles the heart
Lost love it is
When the hearts grow old
Bringing smiles on the wrinkled face
Calling the ones the best in their life
A golden gem, which can never be stolen
Isn't this the literal truth
Hidden as secret in many
As a secret diary in the minds
Also as a locked treasure
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