I still carry the straw
That has lipstick stain of yours
I have preserved it
As one of my rarest treasures
Reminds me of the moments
We beautified
With our eyes
So animated was I
While you calmly watched me
With endearing eyes
I could feel you
In your silence
As I slipped my legs
Under the recliner
Caressing your legs
The world unaware
You smiled
And in that smile
I found my sanctum
I prayed to Almighty quietly
One day, I wish to merge in the earth
With her
In front of my eyes.
©LR
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