Lovers

Pens and papers and a plethora of regrets
Lovers and shudders and a basket full of old songs
Smirks and teapots and years of fairy-tales
A rain-full of talkatives and you and me and them
and all of them who dared, 
who wanted and who didn't.
who made castles of sand
who waited in the wind
who smoked umpteenth smokes clouded by money...
who left you unanswered
they all fell in it.
They all fell in love. 

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