The now is a story
Far away, out of reach
Of yester-eve.
You were there
In my arms
A smitten twosome
Like no other.
Arrogant, in love.
They say, don’t they, that
Pride does go before a fall.
So it was. We fell, when you did.
And what a fall is this!
A heartbeat’s pause.
A breath half drawn.
A blink of
Teardrop tipped lashes
That’s all it takes to become a memory.
But,
Smitten we are.
Still. I know.
Reaching for the other
Still arrogant
Knowing, so certain,
When it’s time
We’ll find each other’s arms.
Again.
25 April, 2021, Day#25 of #napowrimo 2021
April 26, 2021 at 7:45 am
Love Naina’s caricatures full of expressions, if you look for them…Love her imagination!
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April 26, 2021 at 12:51 pm
A free-hand mandala drawn
Makes a lovely poem spawn
Both astonish
Naina’s, too, relish
And may the wish definitely see dawn!
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