Time (Confessional Poem)

the year is coming to the end last we saw each other, we talk to each other.

the second year it is we kissed first…the memory that haunts me most…

how I feel I’ll tell you…definitely…will tell you…but will we ever see each other again…

you had said we’ll meet after twenty years or so like this…but, these days I feel I’ll not be long…

I may be here for a decade or so…

the year is coming to the end last we saw each other, we talk to each other.

the second year it is we made love for the first time…lying on my naked–

you had promised not to leave me….and made me promise to not to leave you…

the memory murmurs around me when I’m all alone…in the room…in the crowd…

the time was on our side…not long but a few months ago…I’ll wait for you on the other side–

of the time…to get my bidding kiss…to hear the bidding speech from you….

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