A Spring Eve Musing

The eve on the street at her best;

Neon to traffic lights all’re unrest.

A breeze, gentle cool one, blowing

(With) scaterred memories flowing.

That eve was breezy one like this

Fulfilling my wish…our wish…

We made the promise–

Tied with blue somber kiss–

To be together for the ever–


Forever is it…

As I can feel it.

Her memories 

My only bliss.

I want to love s’one else

Like she has, loving s’one else.

The blue is this poem turning,

I shall stop this musing–

With thoughts of her…

With forever…

               Dedicated to Her…



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