The Sweet Spot

She spread her wings to touch new heights
Taking off from the sweet spot of a serene waterfall
Where the beats of water collided with its rhythm
And then in all enthusiasm it cruised towards happiness
But this butterfly had forgotten its one weakness
That her altitude is restricted and heights have to be changed
So what if the chances were less to land to those heights
She was not afraid to venture into a storm to achieve what it desired
Love was what she needed the most to breath and survive
She met me and then settled for a corner of my heart to reside
And love was the only action that occurred when I met her next day.

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