softly sprinkled the scented memory,
in the immediacy someone touched
the heart reluctantly, i found some
innocent moments as a kid hiding the
face in to folds of curtain to say
sorry, immature love had the short
story, in the velvety winter evening,
i remember still the first kiss, near the
stairs of roof, in the slight darkness,
an unknown shivering didn t allow
us to sleep on that night, a sweet fear
or a beautiful feeling created a big
difference in the morning, we lived
in each others neighborhood, when
met again, a hindrance or shyness was
visible between the waves of eyes,
a mute graceful agreement gradually
grown to writing the letters in obscure
style, what to write, we wasted hours,
in last only one sentence - i love you
forever, actually in teen aged, we had
no lexicon for expressing the emotion,
later season converted the sides rapidly
the river s shrinkage was fast as in summer,
the depth of valley became shallow before
to write the mature love letter, she
had been relocated to other town, i had
only now some incomplete poetries ---
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