turning point, you've
exchanged the
heart, just
platonically, walking on the
unknown silvan path !
do not remember,
the season
or time,
when you've held my hand,
maybe autumn or the
rainy evening !
something
if still
existed in my breath, that's
the only one, fragrant -
realization, you
may or may
not - -
remember that unexpected
moment, but my love
is still alive in your
innermost with
profound
way,
and that's the beautiful rare
cognition of life, more
precious than
anything.
* *
- SHANTANU SANYAL
http://sanyalsworld.blogspot.in/
Towards the Light
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