The elusive love...

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A glimpse here and a nudge there,
making its presence felt, 
intermittent and rare.
Like the first few drops of rain, 
after a long and dusty summer, 
The sprinkle and respite, 
mixed in their flavours. 
The erect spine of a new book,
the enchanting whiff of its pages, 
Making me believe I have found 
the wisdom and peace of sages.
Moments of bliss and the seek follows,
like a mirage luring your chase.
I can go on with the 
smilies and metaphors thereof, 
Or I could simply call it, 
The elusive love!

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