Drops



Drops of dew
Glistening outside the window.
A shining quilt gets sew.
Melting the hearts of few..
A golden streak Following the charming beak.
Sitting at the tallest bark.
As it starts getting dark…
Falling from the sky
As a squeaky squirrel passes by.
Feeling shy are those eyes.
Which smiles looking as it flies..
Touching your face
Right when it touches his.
Giving out a smirk.
Gathering Droplets at the brink..

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