My Kind Of Love. Poem by Hardik Vaidya

My Kind Of Love.



I love you.
I can see you,
What the hell is new?
I wait.
On the sea shore.
With toes digging into the sands core.
Go on laugh at my poetic score.
I see so many rush to the sea,
Waddle and paddle,
Quench their mystery.
Intelligence is a gift, I agree.
The tides of your youth ebb and flow.
I am eternal.
I wait for the ocean to come.
To me.

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Hardik Vaidya

Hardik Vaidya

Mahuva, Gujarat, India.
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