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Broken shells

Guarded and cocooned was I,

In a shell , believed to be built in stone .

Years of shelter from the warmth 

And distances from hearts ,

Had indeed induced a chillness soaked within .

 

He broke the shell, as if it were of thin air ,

His enthusiasm made me lie bare .

Apprehension and disbelief lasted a while ,

But, the excitement of a whole new world at my feet ,

And  the grasp of the Hand holding mine into it.

Drove it all away !! 

 

The flowers seem wilder ,

The smells more exotic ,

The palette buzzes with life 

An ignite to all the senses within ! 

If not this , then which is Paradise !! 

◄ Locked and rusted

An eye opener ►

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