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No one but thee.

Finally the day has come

when on a sunset afternoon…(in the soft light)

Sun showed its mercy,

revealed the YOU of you

how you speak and how you

...look so old and grey...

so empty and yet full…(of need)

hollow eyed… words flowing

crisply from your tongue.. in sibilance

with lashes hiding the … !look at me! emotion.

 

I saw a shadow of my love

or what I thought it was…it was….

I could not help but gawk… and laugh

at all the sighs I’ve sighed,

and how I yearned to be... your One….

when so long ago…so furious...I loved

 

No one but thee.

Posted October 21, 2012 by oshum