the fragrance of tulsi
overpowers these senses of mine
i close my eyes
slow time
the warm summer rain
kisses my face
as i stare at the gray and crimson skies
in a dizzy daze
i close my eyes
i hear the thunder
i open my eyes
where you are i wonder
i am here
ready to play
the hide and seek game
your special way
catch a glimpse
of your pensive suntanned face
nothing is revealed
in your gaze
the cold mango nectar with a dash of cardamon
warms my heart and quenches my summer thirst
with you by my side
i never feel accursed
never together by choice
best to accept it is time to leave
time to say good-bye and carry on with our lives
be brave never deceive
regret not
the choices of yesterday
until next time stay well my friend
may peace be yours each day
A beautiful heartfelt farewell, Sobhana, with a rich interplay of the senses, cloying and lingering.
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Thank you, Steve, I don’t like farewells except for the fact that they inspire poems 🙂
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