Love and Tussle

My dear, sublime is our love,

However, ridiculous is our tussle.

Play of words between you and me,

Is evidently perplexing.

Sometimes your eloquence,

Leaves me stammering.

At others your prudence with words,

Makes me extravagant.

My dear, your placid words,

Create turbulence in my mind.

My shriek is muted,

By your loving whispers.

Your deceptive silence captivates my heart,

But dearest, my languid silence is broken by your spirited words.

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With a Masters degree in Economics Navita Goel is a homemaker. She loves to read and is nowadays trying her hand at writing.