Sunday, August 17, 2014

If we must part.

If we must part,
If part, we must
Then let it be like this...
Not with moist eyelashes,
nor, with mortifying reminiscences or stricken dreams.
Let us not part with an anguished kiss,
or burn the same bridges, that we once crossed together.
Maybe, just that one more time,
you will touch my hand lightly,
and say...
until tomorrow....

Jayeeta Sen Roy

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