When she touched me, first,
I wish it would forever last;
but I knew for better;
that is the beginning
of a feel or for a heal;
It starts; ends; goes on.....
When she embraced first,
I desire it would forever last;
But I knew for worst;
that is the blending;
Of a fusion or a union
It starts; ends; goes on….
The first time of everything;
the first touch; the first kiss,
the first grip, the first night talks;
but it ends; and everything
goes on well; life too goes on !
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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From MICROTHEMES, a collection of short poems, written by WILLIAMSJI MAVELI