after one day
I am starting to loose sight of you,
my darling.
just a memory is not what I'm prepared to accept,
for in no time
that too will be no more.

The way we met,
the time and place,
was a miracle.
your lips and skin
are a wonder.
eyes legs and arms-
a fortress on the furthest horizons.
The desert is your belly.

after our day
when we have to accept humilliating terms,
of surrender
we don't let go of itches on our skin and happy
memories.
but in no time (..my dear,)
we will meet again.

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safe again.

day again.

mine again.

and again.