Hold my hand,
Take me there,
Where u and I can be forever.
I opened my eyes
Eyes were moist,hands were wet.
It was not the rain,but the clenched fist-sweat
It was all a dream.
Never to be true.
That verandah with the unsipped tea remained blue.
I looked at my left hand.
The mark on the finger,
Is like the warm breath of you within me that lingers.
I shut my mind.
I breathed out loud.
The memories formed on the frosted glass vanished like the empty clouds.
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