Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Down Memory Lane

A Humming Bird
Drinks Nectar from a Flower
Delicately Balanced
We are both Watching
This Dance of Love Silently
You Gently squeeze My hand
I wish this would Last Forever.

I have come back to this same Spot
Many a Times.
The Flower is Gone
but a Sweet Smell
Your Sweet Smell
Still Lingers on.

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