To feel that I might be admired
Put me in moisture.
To feel that it is from you, a woman,
Left me fully wet.
When I confirmed it from hearsay,
It bathed you long.
When you yourself showed it
It immersed me total.
‘I can’t forget you. You’re more than
Any.’ Beena told me over phone
After our sojourn was over.
It sank me in the love pool
I was never awake from.
25.04.2002, pakd
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