The Liqueur Box

The Liqueur Box


A chocolate truffle made my day

The sprinkle of wine- the scent

Running deep- an old ravine.


The latticed chocolates- white and dark,

Like emotions of every hue- some stark,

Some mired in layers within layers.


Are feelings meant to be consistent?

Wish I knew my heart’s content;

Every flutter strikes yet another chord,

But this I know for sure:

I’m fond of him- that sweet and sour mixture.

p.s: thank you, A, for occasionally being a ‘sweet’ guy 🙂

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2 Responses to The Liqueur Box

  1. dewdrop says:

    Thanks for making my day and for the truffle 🙂

  2. Balchan says:

    Well Said, Rashmi !

    ” You got to laugh a little, you got to cry a little;

    You got to win a little, lose a little;

    That’s the story of; that’s the glory of

    LOVE” An old song from a musical (peru marannu poyee)

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