How does one unsing songs
the notes of which
touched in places orgasmic
uncompose poems written in trance
How does one undo romances
that haunt with an ache
unlove love which was felt
in a moment of spontaneity
Now, how do I wash a kiss
of fire that rained
till it rode away in a taxi
at five in the morning
Even clothes wear memories,
burn them or wear them
A mid-August afternoon
he kissed her;
silence droned in her ears,
her heart wrenched
with emotions almost painful –
her heart throbbed,
’cause someone loved her so –
if he had kissed her
for hours,
it wouldn’t have sufficed.
Yet, with a single touch,
she knew she loved him
and he loved her as much.
She wanted to be closer –
under his skin –
with no time and space
between them.
She wished
nothing else mattered but –
their love
Lift my face
kiss me young
love me old
I shall cherish every moment
for love lives a life
life dies a death
death lives eternity
eternity is memories
till my wrinkles fade.
He was my best friend
who stood by my side
for me against the world
who took me with him
on dates with his girlfriends
who made my heart flutter
with his presence
who promised me my first romantic date
but never fulfilled it
who made me yearn
for something beyond my reckoning
who made me write countless love letters
for eight years and replied only few
who helped me see the beauty
to feel the restlessness of love
who made me wait six years
for my first kiss (time when we confessed our love)
who made fun of me
but wanted to spend his life with me
who made me whisper ‘I love you’
in his absence, every night for six years
who cried when I left
because he never stopped flirting
who grew up to be a man
leaving the boy behind
and now all I have is the boy
my first love
the man he has grown into, is a stranger
and as he promised, (when I seem to forget)
appears in my life, like a gentle breeze
to remind me of the love we shared
to freshen my memories of my first kiss
to tell me he will win me over
in the next life and never let go
to tell me he will marry me in this life
if situation comes forth,
no matter at what age
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