A sepia coloured
Photograph
In that old album
Is all I can touch
Of you,
Now.
Cross-legged on the floor;
In your bridal finery-
A wistful expression-
Dreamy, anticipating
Perhaps, the myriad dreams
To unfold and blossom.
Your chin resting
On your palm,
That cupped your face-
Pointed, alluring!
I remember that moment-
Well!
If it were not for my mother
Standing behind us,
It would have been
My hands cupping your face!
And…
Hush!
I quieten the
Welling storm of memories.
I never told you
How lovely you looked,
That moment!
And now,
When I say it,
I wonder, can you hear?
And longingly wait
For that moment,
When I will.
Finally.
When I meet you,
In eternity.
26 February ’08
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February 28, 2008 at 3:44 pm
a write, only ya can deliver, wi such finesse…loved it… for all datz said, n unsaid… loved it lotz!!!!!
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September 30, 2012 at 10:54 pm
loved it.. I could see it unfold before my eyes.
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April 2, 2013 at 12:14 pm
that is a beautiful memory indeed. the trepidation of newlyweds……the love left unsaid but felt till their souls like nothing else….
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