Rendezvous πŸ’™

Hand touching the butterfly


Every rendezvous is cherished,
And the memories are equally enlightening.
There are people who don’t say much,
but they leave behind a lot to be learnt.
I pity the fragile moments,
They get pierced by shallow talks.
Sometimes, silent rendezvous,
Are more than words can express.
The quality of a moment,
Is not measured by the words being said;
It is all about,
The experience gathered.
Rendezvous with some people,
Always give immense delight.
And there are times,
When we say not much words;
But the presence leaves the mind and heart rejuvenated.
I value rendezvous,
And its beauty lies in its silence yet immense delight!

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